134: Chapter 134 I Want to Wear a Cheongsam

"Brother Qin Lin."

She leaned into his arms, her fingers tapping his chest.

"Do you know the consequences of hugging your elder sister?"

"What consequences?"

"The consequence is..."

She leaned in close to his ear and whispered.

"This sister might take the lead and become the master."

Qin Lin smiled.

"That’s perfect. I just happen to like... sisters who take the lead."

He carried her and walked out of the Drivers Cabin.

There was no one in the corridor.

At this hour, everyone was asleep.

He walked to the door of bedroom no. 004 and stopped.

"Sister's room, or mine?"

Li Ying looked at him with a smile on her lips.

"Yours, of course. Xu Xue is in my room. Besides, I want a change of scenery today."

Qin Lin pushed open the door to Bedroom No. 000.

The door closed behind them.

The lights weren't on in the room; only the faint light from outside the window shone in.

Qin Lin gently placed her on the bed.

Li Ying lay there, looking at him.

Under the dim light of the RV, her eyes were very bright.

"Brother Qin Lin."

"Did you know? This is the first time I've taken the initiative to enter a man's room."

"I know."

"You know?"

"Mm."

He leaned down and whispered by her lips:

"So I will cherish it well."

Li Ying smiled.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Then let me get a good taste of you, little brother."

This night belonged to two people attracted to each other.

Qin Lin also finally understood a profound truth.

Big sisters are truly wonderful!

Truly wonderful!

The next morning, when Li Ying came out of Bedroom No. 000, she happened to run into Han Qing.

The two women glanced at each other in the corridor.

Han Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Morning."

Li Ying also smiled: "Morning."

The two passed each other without saying anything extra.

But that tacit understanding already explained everything.

At breakfast, Li Ying sat next to Xu Xue, chatting with everyone as usual.

Qin Lin sat in the head seat, occasionally glancing at her.

She would return a meaningful smile.

Su Yuran saw all this, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Another one settled.

As Mistress No. 001, she was very satisfied.

Only Han Yurou kept her head down eating, noticing nothing.

Or rather, she chose not to notice anything.

...

Qin Lin sat in the Drivers Cabin, checking the System interface.

[Task Completed: Bond of the New Passenger (Li Ying)]

[Task rewards being distributed...]

[Unlocked supermarket space +10%]

[Current supermarket space unlocked: 85%]

[Random Advanced Supply Crate ×2 have been issued to the Tool Warehouse]

[Reward: survival points +100]

[Current survival points: 3869+100=3969]

Qin Lin nodded with satisfaction.

Another task completed; he was one step closer to upgrading.

Just as he was about to close the interface, footsteps came from behind.

"Qin Lin."

It was Han Qing.

Qin Lin turned around and saw her standing at the door.

She was wearing light gray Loungewear, her hair draped loosely, with an... indescribable expression on her face.

"Aunt Qing? Do you want to do it here again?"

"What are you thinking?"

Han Qing walked in, sat in the passenger seat next to him, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Tell me, did you sleep well last night?"

Qin Lin was stunned for a moment: "Quite well, why?"

"Quite well?" Han Qing arched an eyebrow.

"Sleeping with Li Ying, of course it was quite well."

Qin Lin: "..."

He finally understood what Han Qing was here for.

Jealousy.

"Aunt Qing." He felt it was a bit funny.

"Are you..."

"Am I what?"

Han Qing turned her face away, not looking into his eyes.

"I'm just asking casually. You and her... finished?"

"Yeah, finished," Qin Lin answered truthfully.

"System task, you know how it is."

"I know."

Han Qing nodded, her tone indifferent.

"Of course I know. It's a task, for work, it's normal."

Qin Lin looked at her.

Her expression was calm, and her tone was calm.

But there was a feeling of "I'm angry but I won't say it."

And this kind of anger was completely different from her usual self.

Usually, Han Qing was mature, steady, and reserved.

Even if she had emotions, she would hide them behind a professional mask.

At night, Han Qing was passionate and proactive, incredibly thirsty.

But at this moment...

Qin Lin couldn't help but laugh.

"Aunt Qing," he leaned in a bit closer.

"Are you jealous?"

"Who's jealous?" Han Qing immediately denied it.

"Why would I be jealous? You already have Yuran and Wanwan, and now you have Xu Xue and Li Ying. What does one more or one less have to do with me?"

She spoke righteously, but she just wouldn't look into his eyes.

Qin Lin laughed even louder.

"You're still laughing!"

Han Qing finally turned her head and glared at him.

"Qin Lin, do you think I'm funny?"

"No, no." Qin Lin quickly waved his hands.

"I think you're... very cute, Aunt Qing."

"Cute? I'm 37 years old, and you're calling me cute?"

"Yes," Qin Lin said seriously.

"An Aunt Qing like this, when she's jealous, is even cuter than a 17-year-old girl."

Han Qing's face turned red.

She wanted to say something, but the words reached her lips and she swallowed them back.

In the end, she could only turn her face away and mutter softly:

"Who's jealous... I'm not jealous..."

Looking at her like this, Qin Lin's heart turned completely soft.

This contrast was simply too much.

Han Qing was silent for a while, then asked softly:

"So... is she pregnant?"

Qin Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

So this was the main point.

"No, the System didn't give any notification."

Han Qing clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good..."

She blurted it out, then realized what she had said, and her face turned even redder.

"I mean, I mean..."

"I know." Qin Lin held her hand.

"Aunt Qing is worried she won't get pregnant and is afraid someone else will hit the jackpot on the first shot, making her even more anxious."

Han Qing lowered her head and didn't speak.

But her fingers gently squeezed his hand back.

"Aunt Qing," Qin Lin said seriously.

"You really don't need to worry. Getting pregnant is a matter of fate; it'll happen when the time is right. Besides..."

He paused, leaned into her ear, and lowered his voice.

"And haven't we been working hard? You have even more ideas than I do."

Han Qing's face instantly turned beet red.

"You!" She punched him in the chest.

"Don't say it!"

Qin Lin laughed and dodged, but his hand still held hers.

After fooling around for a while, Han Qing finally stopped being angry.

She leaned against the back of the seat, looking at the scenery receding rapidly outside the window, and suddenly said:

"Qin Lin."

"Mm?"

"I want a Cheongsam."

Qin Lin was taken aback: "A Cheongsam?"

"Yes."

Han Qing turned to look at him, her eyes carrying an... indescribable emotion.

"I wore one once when I was young, and I haven't worn one since. Now... I want to wear one for you."

Qin Lin looked at her.

In the morning light, her face was slightly flushed, her eyes were a bit evasive, but they also carried a kind of determination.

37-year-old Han Qing, wearing a Cheongsam...

He was suddenly looking forward to it.

"Good, I'll buy it now."

He brought up the System Store and searched for "Cheongsam".

Various styles, colors, and fabrics.

There were actually quite a few choices in the System Store.

"Aunt Qing, what kind do you like?"