Inside the room.
After the brief warmth between them, the atmosphere gradually settled into an unusual harmony.
"Qingqiu," Gu Yan suddenly said, closing his eyes, "do you think I should learn Braille?"
As he spoke, his large hand deliberately pressed down on the Braille book Leng Qingqiu was reading, completely blocking her progress.
Leng Qingqiu paused, then sighed helplessly.
Sometimes, she truly couldn't follow Gu Yan's thinking.
"Why would you learn Braille?" she asked calmly. "Your eyes are perfectly fine."
Seeing that she was willing to respond, Gu Yan curled his lips slightly.
"Think about it. To you, Qingqiu, the world is pitch black."
"But to me, it's colorful."
"There's a huge gap between us. I can't truly understand your world as a blind person, and you can't experience mine as a normal person."
"So I thought… if I became blind, would I be able to understand you better?"
Those words struck Leng Qingqiu's heart heavily.
This man…
Her lips pressed together, emotions complicated.
"I didn't choose to become blind," she said quietly.
She had no choice.
And yet—
He wanted to give up his sight just to understand her?
For a moment, her thoughts were completely unsettled.
But before that emotion could deepen—
Gu Yan waved his hand casually.
"But after thinking about it, I decided not to."
"..."
Leng Qingqiu was still caught in the moment when her brows twitched.
So he really didn't care about the mood at all?
Then—
A warm touch landed gently on her cheek.
Gu Yan's voice softened.
"Because if I were blind, I wouldn't be able to see your face."
"And that would be unbearable."
"What a pity it would be—such a beautiful face, unseen."
Leng Qingqiu's heart skipped violently.
She slapped his hand away almost instinctively, her tone flustered.
"Take your dirty hands away from me!"
"Ouch!" Gu Yan exaggerated the pain. "Qingqiu, you're too cruel. What's wrong with a husband touching his wife?"
Before she could react—
He suddenly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her tightly.
"You—what are you doing?!"
Leng Qingqiu panicked instantly.
"Obviously! Daily affection with my wife!" Gu Yan said confidently.
"I've been running around nonstop lately—I'm about to suffocate!"
"Daily affection?!"
"And whose fault is that? Let go of me!"
Leng Qingqiu's breath was chaotic. Being this close to a man—his warmth, his presence—made her entire body tense.
Her cheeks flushed unconsciously.
Gu Yan buried his face against her chest, completely missing her expression.
"I won't let go!" he declared.
"Unless Qingqiu calls me 'husband' and says 'I love you the most!'"
Leng Qingqiu's breathing stopped.
What kind of shameless request was that?!
"You… you want me to say something like that?"
"And can you stop lying in such a weird place while talking?!"
Her voice trembled slightly.
No.
She was the Night King.
The controller of the Night Organization.
How could she be bullied like this by an ordinary man?
Anger flashed through her expression.
She raised her hand and pushed hard against Gu Yan's shoulder.
"Go die!"
But—
Because of the seal in her eyes, her strength was no different from that of an ordinary woman.
She couldn't push him away at all.
"Damn it…"
Leng Qingqiu was both ashamed and furious.
She had never been this close to any man before.
And this shameless bastard had even—
Used the spoon she had used before.
Absolutely incurable.
"Qingqiu, call me and I'll get up!"
Gu Yan stubbornly refused to move.
He remembered what he'd read in books.
In love, you must be thick-skinned.
You must cling.
Only then could you possibly win the beauty's heart.
Even if he couldn't remember all the conditions, one thing was certain—
Ordinary methods wouldn't work on Leng Qingqiu.
Only by doing something unforgettable could he leave a mark on the future greatest villain.
And—
[Pure Love Target feels ashamed. Points +20]
[Pure Love Target feels embarrassed and annoyed. Points +30]
[Pure Love Target is angry. Points +40]
The points were skyrocketing.
He couldn't bear to stop.
Leng Qingqiu had no idea what he was thinking.
She only knew that her dignity was being trampled.
Grinding her teeth, she pushed with all her strength.
"Get—up!"
"Oof!"
Gu Yan was finally pushed away and fell backward.
Leng Qingqiu stood up, breathing slightly heavily.
If her eyes were unsealed right now, her expression would definitely be murderous.
She didn't care that Gu Yan was on the floor.
"Qingqiu, you're being too much," Gu Yan complained, rubbing his head.
"Is this how you treat your husband?"
She folded her arms across her chest, face cold.
"Too much?"
"I haven't even started."
The next second—
Under Gu Yan's shocked gaze, Leng Qingqiu stepped forward.
Bang!
Her icy jade foot landed squarely on his chest.
She looked down at him coldly, arms crossed.
"You hugged me without permission."
"You're a hopeless pervert."
"Cough—!" Gu Yan exaggerated again. "Qingqiu! Stop! I'm so uncomfortable!"
"Ahhh—let me go!"
Leng Qingqiu couldn't see his expression, but his miserable cries made the corners of her lips lift unconsciously.
"Do you know you're wrong?" she said coolly.
"Sorry. I'm still angry."
"Lie there."
"I'll step on you until you make useless noises."
Gu Yan screamed dramatically.
"Ah! Qingqiu, I was wrong—ahhh!"
[Stepped on by Pure Love Target. Points +50]
[Continuous trampling by Pure Love Target. Points +100]
Gu Yan: …
This system definitely had issues.
But—
He couldn't stop smiling.
Leng Qingqiu hesitated when she heard his cries.
Enough.
He was still an ordinary person.
She withdrew her foot and snorted.
"Remember this. If you dare do it again, the punishment won't be this light."
Gu Yan lay on the floor, suddenly feeling… a little regretful.
But he immediately switched expressions.
"I understand, my dear wife. You're the boss of this family. Step on me, beat me—I have no complaints!"
Leng Qingqiu paused, surprised.
But she nodded calmly.
"Good. It's best that you understand."
She reached out to pull him up.
Gu Yan took her hand, stood halfway—
Then suddenly remembered something.
"Oh right, Qingqiu. I won't come tonight. I have something to do—"
"Ouch!"
Her hand released instantly.
Gu Yan fell back to the floor.
Leng Qingqiu's voice was ice-cold.
"Oh."
Gu Yan, lying flat on the ground:
"???"