Chapter 104: The Hooking Game

"Get out!"

"......"

"Go back to your... just go to Xiaoxiao's room!"

"......"

"You are not allowed to look!"

"......"

Qingqing looked at him indifferently and even tilted her head.

She even closed the book in her hands, found a comfortable position, turned to her side, and watched him intently.

Chen Shu:......

I am speechless!

The bubbles on his head ran down and stung his eyes.

Better keep washing.

"Emmm..."

This feeling is truly too strange.

Chen Shu rinsed the bubbles off his head, leaned over to the vanity to search, and found facial cleanser and body wash among a pile of bottles and jars. At this moment, steam rose, covering the transparent glass in a layer of mist; Qingqing outside should not be able to see his figure clearly anymore.

"Click~"

"Ooh~"

The bathroom heater and exhaust fan turned on.

Chen Shu was bathed in a warm, bright yellow light; he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then shouted toward the outside:

"What are you doing!?"

A faint reply came from outside:

"Defogging."

"......"

Chen Shu was silent for a moment: "You wait until I come out!!"

There was no answer from outside.

Chen Shu sped up.

A few minutes later, after rinsing off the foam on his body—

Finished washing.

Chen Shu wiped the water off his body with a bath towel and felt his skin was exceptionally dry; perhaps it was due to the severe dehydration from sweating so much during his advancement earlier. Having just finished a glass of water, he began to feel very thirsty again.

He put on his clothes.

Walking out of the bathroom and turning off the bathroom light, heater, and exhaust fan, Chen Shu couldn't help but stretch his body.

The body of an Intermediate Cultivator is much stronger than that of a Low-level Practitioner; every cell carries Spirit Power, and they possess greater strength, higher resistance to impact, and far superior vitality and regenerative capabilities compared to a Low-level Practitioner. Even having one's heart pierced might not result in death, and there is even a high chance of survival if a severed head is reattached quickly.

This is the beginning of truly transcending the mundane.

But this hurdle is also extremely difficult and has very high requirements for talent.

In ancient times, even geniuses often needed several years to cross this hurdle. Even in modern times, with all kinds of Auxiliary Potions, over ninety-nine percent of Cultivators are unable to cross this hurdle.

Chen Shu walked to the junction between the hallway and the room, stopped, and stared silently at the woman lying on the bed.

Continuing to exert pressure!

Attempting to make her feel afraid with his gaze!

Ning Qing met his gaze with a calm expression and even felt a bit regretful: "You finished washing in fourteen minutes; I suggest you wash slower next time..."

"......"

Chen Shu rushed over in silence and grabbed her, still able to feel the softness of her body through the quilt, and shouted:

"I'm going to deal with you!!"

"Why?"

"You have the nerve to ask why!"

"Wouldn't you do the same?"

"......"

"Speechless?"

"Wouldn't you also deal with me?"

"Well played."

"Hmph!"

"But you still need to take the Restoration Pill." Qingqing let him hold her, her expression calm, "So I suggest you let me go within three seconds, otherwise I will take off your clothes while you are taking the Restoration Pill and record a video."

"You dare!"

"You know I never lie."

"You... you aren't allowed to!"

"Three, two..."

"!"

Chen Shu hurriedly let her go, feeling incredibly aggrieved.

I'll remember this!

Chen Shu got up and walked silently toward the bathroom.

His skin was getting drier and drier, so he decided to use some of Qingqing's skincare products—when he was looking for the facial cleanser earlier, he had seen a foreign-made skincare product with some strange characters mixed with a little Chinese on it; it should have been produced by a former vassal state, and from it, one could see words like skin-softening, hydrating, moisturizing, anti-wrinkle, and exfoliation.

This thing looks quite expensive judging by the packaging; I might as well use a bit more to piss her off.

Chen Shu took the bottle outside, squeezed out a large amount right in front of her, applied it all over his arms, inside and out, and then glanced at her.

Qingqing held her book, looking at him calmly.

She didn't seem to feel any heartache at all.

The skincare product smelled nice and felt very comfortable on his skin; sure enough, the feeling of dryness vanished immediately, leaving his skin tender and smooth.

Not bad, not bad, I should use more.

Chen Shu increased the amount and applied it all over his legs as well.

Qingqing's expression remained unchanged.

Chen Shu felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Clearly, in the short videos he watched, other boyfriends would get a beating for using their girlfriend's skincare products, yet Qingqing wasn't angry, nor did she feel any heartache; instead, she had an attitude of "what's mine is yours, feel free to use it," which not only made his plan fall through but also made him feel very narrow-minded.

Just then, he heard Qingqing's voice, light and gentle: "Apply some on your face too, it's good for the skin."

Chen Shu pursed his lips.

He felt even more narrow-minded.

After applying it, his whole body felt smooth, tender, and fragrant; it was very comfortable, and his skin no longer felt dry.

Chen Shu drank another half cup of water, not daring to drink too much, then lay flat on the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and held the Restoration Pill while looking at it under the bedside lamp; under the light, the Pill looked like a bead carved from jade, wreathed in a faint mist.

"Gulp!"

Before the medicinal effect could take hold, Chen Shu turned his head, looked at Qingqing lying on the bed next to him, stretched out a hand toward her, and said:

"Stretch your hand out too."

"Why?"

"Stretch your hand out and let me hold it."

"No."

"Hurry up, my hand is already stretched out."

"..."

Ning Qing silently shifted her body, moving from the middle of the bed to the edge, lifted her hand, and let it fall to the side; her hand looked as beautiful as jade under the light, and after tracing an arc in the air, it landed on Chen Shu's hand with a soft *pat*.

"Are you keeping a tab for this too?"

"This one doesn't count."

"Why?"

"This is a game we're playing."

"?"

Ning Qing then saw Chen Shu fiddling with her hand, making her index finger curl, and then using his own index finger to hook hers; he blinked his eyes heavily, clearly already starting to feel drowsy from the Restoration Pill's effect, and then said: "We'll sleep like this with our index fingers hooked; whoever lets go first is a dog."

Ning Qing did not make a sound.

Chen Shu found a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

Ning Qing turned off most of the lights in the room, leaving only the one by her bedside, fearing it would affect his sleep; she let one hand fall straight to the side, her arm displaying a graceful, slender curve and snow-white, delicate skin that glowed with a jade-like luster under the light, her index finger hooked with Chen Shu's.

She used her other hand to turn the pages of her book.

Two hours later.

Ning Qing's gaze remained on the book, but she used the hand that was turning pages to pick up the Mobile Phone, opened the camera without looking, switched to video mode, and aimed it to the left.

Dog Chen's hand fell down.

Ning Qing pursed her lips, then withdrew her hand.

She then lifted the quilt to get out of bed, picked up his hand that was dangling off the side of the bed, tucked it back under the quilt, leaned back against the headboard, and continued reading the *Plane Origin and Spiritual Quality* in her hand, occasionally showing a thoughtful expression.

A night passed.

It was dawn.

The curtains in Ning Qing's room remained tightly drawn, and the light in the room was very dim.

*Whoosh. *

The curtains were pulled open, and daylight shone in.

The little girl rubbed her eyes, looking at the quiet county street outside; a group of children with schoolbags walked with light steps, young people went to work in a leisurely manner, elderly people returned together carrying bags of groceries, and two monks walked side by side slowly, discussing in low voices.

The little girl sniffed.

She faintly smelled the scent of breakfast.

So she returned to the bed and grabbed the Mobile Phone.

Ning Ji: Is Brother-in-law awake?

Brother-in-law: No.

Ning Ji: Who are you?

Brother-in-law:?

It seems it's Sister.

The little girl held the Mobile Phone and fell silent for a moment.

Ning Ji: Qingqing, you shouldn't use other people's Mobile Phone randomly!

Brother-in-law: /smile

Ning Ji: I'm going out to buy breakfast.

Sister did not reply.

The little girl tucked the Mobile Phone away, put on her shoes, called for Taozi, and prepared to go out.

There was a corridor light on the ceiling at the doorway, which was sensor-activated; it would light up whenever someone passed by. The little girl had noticed this last night. At the time, she thought it was magical, and she had deliberately walked back and forth at the doorway many times throughout the evening. Now, she was tiptoeing again, preparing to sneak past to outsmart the sensor light.

Taozi stood behind her, staring at her strangely.

It felt like this human was acting like a thief.

Taozi Daren tilted her head, becoming interested.

It lowered its body, raised its rear, assumed a hunting posture, shifted twice, and then pounced fiercely.

"Click~"

The corridor light turned on anyway.

The little girl stood up straight, looked down at Taozi, who was hugging her calf and biting it, and said angrily:

"It's all your fault!"

Taozi pulled back its mouth, looked up at her, and its pair of round, big eyes were full of confusion:

"Ah?"

"Can you meow?"

"Woof!"

"..."

The little girl silently opened the door and went out.

A few minutes later.

The little girl knocked on the door of her sister and brother-in-law's room, and then the door opened automatically.

The light inside was very dim.

Just as the little girl wanted to tiptoe inside, she saw Taozi trot in with small, quick steps. With a *pat-da* sound, the corridor light turned on again. The little girl had no choice but to give up her idea of pitting her wits against the sensor and followed it inside.

Her sister was leaning against a bed, reading a book quietly by the light of the bedside lamp. Taozi had already jumped onto the bed and curled up in her arms.

Her brother-in-law was lying on another bed.

The little girl handed the things she was carrying to her sister and couldn't help but lower her voice:

"Qingqing, did brother-in-law succeed?"

"?"

"Sister, did brother-in-law succeed?"

"He succeeded."

"Brother-in-law is truly amazing... Then when will brother-in-law be able to wake up?"

"He took the medicine at 11:30 last night, and the medicinal effect lasts about 12 hours."

"Oh."

"Go out."

"Alright, Qingqing. Taozi, we're leaving."

"Ah~"

"Taozi, let's go."

"Ah~~"

"Taozi, we're going back." The little girl stared at Taozi, putting on a reasonable posture, "This is Qingqing and brother-in-law's room; our room is next door. When we get back to the room, I'll let you play Fruit Sword Immortal and fishing games on my Mobile Phone."

"An~"

"..."

The little girl had no choice but to turn and leave alone.

Qingqing is truly hateful.

Ning Qing glanced at the breakfast in her hands—two bags of roasted small potatoes sprinkled with chili powder and two bottles of mineral water. She pursed her lips, raised her head, and tilted it to look at the little girl who was dawdling at the entrance between the room and the corridor, taking only one step every half minute.

"What are you doing?"

"Not letting the sensor light discover me!"

"Why?"

"Just because!"

The little girl's voice was firm and forceful, but her movements remained slow and gentle.

"Click~"

She failed again.

Under the light, the little girl frowned, turned her head, and said to her sister:

"It's all your fault!"

"..."

Ning Qing turned her head speechlessly and glanced at Chen Shu on the bed next to her. She really wanted to give him a beating, but since he had no sensation right now, hitting him would be a waste of effort.