Chapter 105: Rolling in the Sheets?

While eating, Qin Xuan carefully observed the women around him. But he quickly realized that if he were forced to pick one of them as his wife, it would undoubtedly be an extraordinarily difficult decision... So he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

To avoid being hounded by Liu Qianqian with endless questions, Qin Xuan wolfed down a bit of food and hurriedly slipped away. Shuixian was truly a culinary genius—the desserts she made had everyone craving more. Qin Xuan casually made up an excuse about needing to use the bathroom, and no one even noticed him leave.

Quietly returning to his room, Qin Xuan flopped down onto the soft, plush bed and let out a sigh of relief as he rested. He hoped everything would go smoothly tomorrow and that he could secure the Su family's support. If that happened, combined with the preparations Zhao Long had already made, dealing with the Li family would be much easier.

At that moment, Qin Xuan's thoughts drifted to Master Jinguang. "Don't ever think of this old monk as a good man..." What exactly did that mean? Could Master Jinguang actually be a villain? But then again, would a villain admit that he wasn't a good person? This was somewhat suspicious, but Qin Xuan only pondered it briefly since it didn't concern him much.

Then, a beautiful silhouette appeared in his mind—it was the sexy scene of Su Muqing standing on the balcony after her bath. The images in his head kept shifting: one moment he thought of Dongfang Qingwan's gentle demeanor, the next of Shuixian's snow-white, full bosom, and then Liu Qianqian's cute and charming figure... Qin Xuan felt like he was about to get a nosebleed, and gradually drifted off into sleep.

...

He didn't know how much time had passed when he heard a faint sound at the door, as if someone was trying to open it. He sat up and looked toward the door, only to see it pushed open with a creak, and a sexy, alluring figure slipped inside.

Su Muqing?

Qin Xuan was startled, wondering what she was doing in his room. He saw Su Muqing wearing a loose black pajama set, her snow-white skin faintly visible through the fabric. After entering the room, she dove straight into the blankets, pressed close against him, and a faint fragrance wafted over.

Thump! Thump!

Qin Xuan's heart raced as he speculated endlessly—was she here to roll around in bed with him, or to roll around in bed with him, or to roll around in bed with him?

A delicate hand rested on his shoulder, and then two soft mounds pressed against him, round, firm, and utterly delightful to the touch. Qin Xuan could no longer bear it—he wanted to turn around and start tumbling with her on the soft, large bed.

But just then, a voice seemed to come from the distant horizon: "Little Qin Xuan!"

Qin Xuan shuddered and bolted upright with a jolt, cold sweat covering his forehead. He turned his head to look—there was no trace of Su Muqing beside him. Glancing at the phone by the bed, he realized it was already past seven in the morning; what he'd just experienced was only a dream.

"What a miserable life. It's only been a few days and I'm already having dreams like this. What's it going to be like in three months?"

Qin Xuan sighed and looked out the window. Due to the weather, it was still quite dark outside, but he knew he had to get up—he had important matters to attend to today.

He got out of bed, got dressed, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. After finishing everything, he pulled open the door and saw Liu Qianqian standing at the doorway, grinning. She was wearing the red outfit from before, looking lively and adorable.

"Little Qin Xuan, who knew you were such a sleepyhead? I called you a dozen times and you didn't hear me?"

"Uh, well..." Qin Xuan felt his face grow warm and quickly asked, "Where's Teacher Su?"

"She just got up too, eating breakfast downstairs," Liu Qianqian replied with a puzzled look.

"Mm, I'll head down now." Qin Xuan felt a bit embarrassed. If Liu Qianqian hadn't come to wake him, who knew how long that dream might have lasted...

"Little Qin Xuan, are you okay? You don't look quite right," Liu Qianqian said, a little confused.

"Uh, I'm fine. What could possibly be wrong with me?" Qin Xuan hurried downstairs, with Liu Qianqian following behind, thoroughly bewildered.

The clothes washed last night had dried, and Su Muqing had changed back into her white blouse, short skirt, and black stockings. She was currently in the living room sipping congee, showering it with praise and making Shuixian's pure, innocent face blush bright red.

Seeing Su Muqing now, Qin Xuan still felt a bit awkward.

"Qin Xuan, good morning." Su Muqing greeted him with a smile.

"Uh, morning." Qin Xuan sat down at the table and discovered that today's breakfast was preserved egg and lean pork congee. He took a taste—delicious as expected. He thought to himself that Shuixian was becoming more and more suited to being the villa's housekeeper. She even had desserts ready in the middle of the night; having her around made daily life much more convenient.

"Today's notice says military training is suspended and will resume tomorrow. Qin Xuan, once you finish eating, let's head to Jinling TV Station," Su Muqing said as she set down her bowl and chopsticks.

"Jinling TV Station?"

"Yes, my brother has been there lately." Qin Xuan nodded.

"Military training is suspended? So Qingwan and I don't have to go to school today?" Liu Qianqian's eyes sparkled.

"Yeah, that's right. The notice will be sent to your phones in a moment." Just as Su Muqing finished speaking, Liu Qianqian's phone indeed rang.

"Vast horizons are my love..." Hearing that ringtone, everyone broke out in a sweat, except for Shuixian, who looked a bit bewildered and sat to the side with a red face.

"Hello?" Liu Qianqian answered the call.

"Hey, is this Qianqian? It's like this—a notice just came down that military training is suspended today, so you don't need to go to school." A male voice came through, then turned a bit shy. "Qianqian, how about I treat you to a meal today?"

"Oh." Liu Qianqian said a single word, then hung up. This left the boy on the other end stunned: did she agree to let him treat her or not? The boy began a day of agonizing confusion...

"Girl, I never thought someone would actually ask you out to dinner." Qin Xuan teased.

"Pfft, little Qin Xuan, don't underestimate this young lady's charm. I'm a campus belle after all~" Liu Qianqian giggled.

"Who was that guy?" Qin Xuan asked.

"I don't know either. I don't think I've ever seen him..." Liu Qianqian blinked.

"..."

Qin Xuan felt that the poor guy was truly pitiful. Even Dongfang Qingwan and Su Muqing couldn't help but laugh. Liu Qianqian was just too adorable—so unbelievably cute.

After breakfast, Dongfang Qingwan sat down on the sofa with Liu Qianqian and Shuixian and turned on the TV. It was a rare day off at home, so Dongfang Qingwan planned to watch Korean dramas all day; Liu Qianqian was curious about the legendary Korean dramas and wanted to give them a try; as for Shuixian, she was completely dragged into it...

Since it was daytime, Qin Xuan wasn't worried about ghosts or monsters invading the villa, and if it was just small-time thugs like the Black Wolf Gang, Liu Qianqian could handle them easily. So he felt at ease following Su Muqing out the door.

"It really is livelier with more people around. I feel like I've gotten younger, like I'm back in my student days." Su Muqing spoke from the heart.

"Not at all—Teacher Su is already very young." Qin Xuan thought to himself that she was only three or four years older than him, which was right at the golden age of a woman's maturity.

"Who knew even a swordsman could say such sweet things." Su Muqing smiled with pursed lips. "Thank you. I had a wonderful time last night."

"It was nothing. You're welcome to come visit anytime."

"I will." Su Muqing smiled gently.

As she casually took the driver's seat, that deeply tempting snow-white cleavage came into Qin Xuan's view. This made him feel embarrassed again—the sensation from that dream was still echoing in his mind. He quickly got into the passenger seat, but as the faint fragrance inside the car wafted over, his thoughts began to wander once more.

"God, have mercy on me." Qin Xuan was about to cry. He felt that if things continued like this, one day he really might not be able to resist grabbing a girl and dragging her into his room to roll around in bed—and that would be a disaster...