600: Shy Yang Lan

Yang Lan asked with a smile, "I haven't asked for your name yet, Young Master?"

"Su Chengqian."

Su Chen spoke with a straight face, then smiled and asked, "And how should I address you, Miss?"

Yang Lan's face immediately turned rosy, and even her ears were flushed; this exchange of names felt like flirting no matter how she looked at it.

In the Cultivation World, people generally don't inquire about others' names; asking face-to-face like this usually implies that both parties have a good impression of each other and believe they can form a connection.

If the two parties are of the opposite sex, they can still "get to know" each other.

"Young Master, I haven't heard that name before. Are you not from the Nine Star Empire?"

Yang Lan spoke with great curiosity.

Beside them, Zhou Li'an glanced at Yang Lan; he really wanted to remind her not to ask about the private affairs of an Immortal King.

But seeing Su Chen's expression, which didn't show the slightest displeasure, he didn't speak up.

However, Yang Lan seemed very happy, with a sweet smile constantly on her face.

Su Chen replied with a smile, "I am not from the Central Province, but from Beidou Province."

The two of them talked and laughed as if they had an endless supply of topics, and eventually Yang Lan even brought Su Chen into her carriage to personally brew tea for him.

Usually, only Yang Lan herself or her maid entered her carriage; this was the first time she had brought a man inside, which showed that her attitude toward Su Chen was different.

After brewing the tea, Yang Lan extended her fair hand and offered the cup to Su Chen.

"Young Master Su, please taste my handiwork."

Su Chen nodded and took a sip; the tea's flavor was indeed excellent, and so was the person.

He glanced at Yang Lan's small hand, then directly reached out to gently hold it in his own, saying in a tender tone, "Miss Lan'er, were you injured earlier?"

Lan'er!?

Yang Lan's face instantly flushed red, her originally fair cheeks turning as red as an apple; even her father only called her Xiao Lan, so having a man suddenly call her Lan'er was more than she could handle.

In her nervousness, she forgot to pull her hand back for a moment.

At this moment, Yang Lan's mind was in a total mess, and her brain went blank.

For most women in this world, especially when the other person already has a good impression of you, direct flirting is definitely the fastest way to advance a relationship.

Like Yang Lan, no one had ever shown her such direct affection, leaving her at a loss as to how to respond to Su Chen.

It wasn't until Su Chen placed his other hand on top of hers that Yang Lan reacted; she hurriedly pulled her hand away, turned her head aside, and said very bashfully:

"Young Master... I was not injured."

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and the ambiguous atmosphere inside the carriage reached its peak.

For some reason, Yang Lan had a very good impression of this man she was meeting for the first time; she didn't feel the slightest rejection toward his flirtatious words, his touching her hand, or even him calling her Lan'er—in fact, she felt a bit happy.

Su Chen didn't stop his actions; instead, he reached out toward Yang Lan's flushed face, brushed aside her silky hair, pinched her chubby cheek, and then sincerely praised:

"So beautiful."

With those words, Yang Lan became even more flustered; she didn't know what to say and could only turn her head slightly, not daring to look Su Chen in the eye.

Having lived a sheltered life since childhood, how could Yang Lan withstand Su Chen's sugar-coated bullets? A few moves were enough to make her completely fall for him.

Yang Lan said very shyly, "Young Master, please don't say such things; it would be bad if someone heard you."

Su Chen smiled and said, "I have already isolated this area; outsiders cannot investigate unless they are above the Immortal King level, and even then, I would notice if they tried to pry."

Upon hearing this, Yang Lan once again didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, Yang Lan asked curiously.

"Does the Young Master have a sweetheart?"

As soon as she said it, she regretted it; how could she ask such a question? Although it was a simple question, it made it seem like she was interested in Su Chen.

It was too direct.

Yang Lan hurriedly waved her hands and said in a panicked tone, "I just asked casually, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Su Chen looked at Yang Lan with a firm gaze and then said with extreme gentleness, "Guess if I do?"

Although he didn't give a direct answer, it made Yang Lan's heart flutter wildly.

Is it really for her?

Su Chen ignored her small emotional shifts; he grabbed Yang Lan's hand again and began to play with it; her skin was soft and fair, like a work of art, and it felt slightly cool to the touch.

As he played with it, Su Chen eventually interlaced their fingers.

"You... you, Young Master, this is too fast for us."

Yang Lan's heart rate continued to accelerate; she wanted to break free, but because she didn't use much force, it was difficult to pull away.

Su Chen said with a serious face, "Love has no speed, only length. Some people know each other for ten thousand years and remain strangers, while others are just nodding acquaintances yet can trust each other with their lives. What do you think?"

He felt great; this feeling of teasing a girl was wonderful.

Seeing Su Chen's serious tone, Yang Lan couldn't help but reflect on his words; it seemed... to make some sense.

She and Su Chen had indeed only just met, but she felt a very close connection to him; after just a few sentences, she realized she already had a strange feeling for him.

Could this be the 'liking' her mother spoke of?

At this thought, Yang Lan's gaze toward Su Chen carried a hint of affection and a touch of shyness.

But she didn't withdraw her hand, which was equivalent to tacitly accepting Su Chen's forward behavior.

Su Chen didn't push any further; things like this are most interesting when they progress step by step. The best part of love is definitely the early stages of passion; in the past, Su Chen didn't have much interest in such things.

But now his mood was a bit different; Su Chen actually felt a sense of anticipation for these matters now.

He looked forward to the time ahead with Yang Lan.

However, the Great Dao of Dual Cultivation didn't seem to be so terrifyingly powerful that it forced encounters; during his time with Yang Lan, he hadn't met any other potential affairs.

He didn't know if the Great Dao of Dual Cultivation didn't want to or simply couldn't.

Su Chen himself could not control this Dao; he could only let it operate passively.

This was also good; otherwise, having to deal with two women at the same time would be quite exhausting.

Along the way, Yang Lan and Su Chen chatted very happily; at first, Yang Lan was still a bit restrained, but under Su Chen's conversational skills, there was no longer any barrier between them.

Yang Lan even shared many things with Su Chen—childhood stories and matters of the Chamber of Commerce; as long as it didn't involve secrets, she told Su Chen almost everything.

Su Chen could feel that Yang Lan was very into him now.

Of course, he wouldn't just be a scumbag and hurt Yang Lan; in this world, having multiple wives was a normal thing. If Yang Lan wanted to follow him in the future, he wouldn't mind taking her along.

If she wasn't willing, then they would simply part ways and wish each other well...