148: Chapter 148 If I can't eat it, I'll just listen to it.

Li Ying looked at her. "Why?"

"Because it's better if it's messy," Su Yuran said.

"I'm only afraid it won't be messy."

Li Ying was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Yuran, you really are..."

"Am what?"

"A ruthless person, calculating everyone's thoughts so clearly."

Su Yuran shook her head.

"I'm not calculating; I'm just going with the flow."

"In the apocalypse, everyone just wants to survive. Instead of suppressing emotions, it's better to let nature take its course. As long as everyone is happy, what's wrong with the relationships being a bit complicated?"

Li Ying looked at her with admiration in her eyes.

"Fine, you're impressive." She raised her teacup.

"A toast to Mistress No. 001."

Su Yuran also raised her teacup.

"To you, my Deputy."

The two women looked at each other and smiled.

...

Night fell once again.

In Bedroom No. 003, Han Qing had just returned from a shower. Opening the door, she found her daughter lying on her bed again.

"Yu Rou, why are you here again?"

Han Yurou rolled over and beckoned to her.

"Mom, come here quickly, the covers are so warm."

Han Qing walked over helplessly and lay down beside her.

"Don't you get tired of sleeping with Mom every day?"

"No."

Han Yurou leaned over and hugged her arm.

"Sleeping with Mom is the most comfortable."

Han Qing looked at her daughter, a wave of warmth rising in her heart.

This child had loved clinging to her since she was little.

She hadn't expected that even after growing up so much, she still couldn't change this habit.

"Mom," Han Yurou suddenly spoke up.

"Did you go find Brother Qin Lin tonight?"

Han Qing's face turned slightly red.

"Mhm."

"How long were you there?"

"Why do you ask everything?"

"I'm just curious," Han Yurou said, blinking her eyes.

"Mom, what do you guys do in the room?"

Han Qing: "..."

What could she say?

Could she really tell her daughter that she and Qin Lin were doing that kind of thing in the room?

"Yu Rou, stop asking."

"Why can't I ask?" Han Yurou persisted.

"I just want to know."

Han Qing, unable to withstand her pestering, could only say vaguely:

"Just... chatting, talking."

"Just that?" Han Yurou looked skeptical.

"Mom, do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Han Qing's face turned even redder.

This child, why was she so difficult?

Seeing that her mother wasn't speaking, Han Yurou changed her approach.

"Mom, then did you guys... do that?"

"Which that?"

"You know, that."

Han Yurou lowered her voice.

"The one for making babies."

Han Qing almost choked on her own saliva.

"Yu Rou!"

"I'm just asking," Han Yurou giggled.

"Mom, don't be shy. You're already thirty-seven, what's there to be shy about?"

Han Qing glared at her.

This child must have learned this from Li Ying.

Han Yurou continued her offensive.

"Mom, what position did you use?"

"Yu Rou!"

"Tell me, tell me."

Han Yurou shook her arm.

"I promise I won't tell anyone!"

Han Qing, unable to escape her pestering, could only whisper:

"Just... the normal one..."

"What does the normal one look like?"

Han Qing: "..."

She decided to give up resisting.

Anyway, her daughter already knew and had even seen it; there was no point in hiding it anymore.

"It's just... he was on top," she whispered, not saying anything else, as she was too embarrassed to.

Han Yurou's eyes lit up.

"Wow, so Mom, you were on the bottom?"

"What else?"

"Was it comfortable?"

Han Qing's face was completely flushed.

"Yu Rou, can you please stop asking such private things..."

"I just want to know," Han Yurou acted spoiled.

"Mom, tell me."

Han Qing looked at her and sighed.

This child wouldn't rest today until she got an answer.

"It was comfortable," she said softly. "Very comfortable."

Han Yurou's eyes grew even brighter.

"Is it more comfortable than when you... do it yourself?"

Han Qing was stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean?"

"You know... when you're by yourself."

Han Yurou's face also turned red.

"Mom, don't pretend you don't understand."

Han Qing finally understood what she was asking.

Both embarrassed and annoyed, she reached out to pinch her daughter's cheek.

"You child, how do you know everything!"

Han Yurou laughed and dodged.

"Mom, I'm someone who has watched videos too!"

Han Qing: "..."

She realized that her daughter had truly grown up.

"Alright, alright, stop asking."

She turned around, her back to her daughter.

"Go to sleep."

But Han Yurou wouldn't let it go and hugged her from behind.

"Mom, don't sleep yet, let's talk a bit more."

Han Qing felt her daughter's arms around her waist, soft and warm.

"What is there to talk about..."

"Talk about you and Brother Qin Lin," Han Yurou said. "Mom, tell me the truth, do you really like him a lot?"

Han Qing was silent for a few seconds.

"Yes, very much."

Han Yurou listened, looking thoughtful.

"Mom, then do you really want to have his child?"

Han Qing's heart skipped a beat.

"I do, very much."

"But you haven't conceived yet."

"Yeah."

Han Yurou hugged her tightly.

"Mom, don't worry, it'll happen. I'll help you."

Han Qing felt her daughter's warmth.

"You've grown up, knowing how to help Mom now."

Han Yurou giggled.

"Of course. Oh right, Mom, what position did you use today?"

Han Qing: "..."

"Yu Rou!"

"Hahaha—" Han Yurou laughed so hard she doubled over.

"Mom, you're so cute!"

Han Qing turned around to pinch her.

The mother and daughter tumbled together on the bed, their laughter echoing in the room.

After they had finished playing, Han Yurou leaned over and hugged her mother again.

"Mom, do you think I'm annoying?"

"A little."

"Then I won't ask anymore in the future."

Han Qing was silent for a few seconds.

"It's not that you're annoying, it's just... there are some things Mom doesn't know how to tell you."

Han Yurou raised her head and looked at her.

"Mom, you don't have to tell me everything, but I want to tell you that no matter what you do, I support you."

Han Qing looked at her, her heart feeling warm.

The two lay quietly, looking at the ceiling.

After a while, Han Yurou spoke again.

"Mom, do you think Brother Qin Lin likes me?"

Han Qing was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you suddenly asking this again?"

"Just curious," Han Yurou said. "He's usually quite nice to me, but it seems..."

Han Qing thought about it.

"He should like you. But... maybe not that kind of like yet."

Han Yurou was silent for a few seconds.

"Mom, if I liked him too, would you be angry?"

Han Qing's heart skipped a beat.

She turned to look at her daughter.

Han Yurou also looked at her, her gaze very serious.

Had she still not let it go?

"Yu Rou, you..."

"I was just asking casually," Han Yurou said quickly.

"I don't really like him."

Han Qing looked at her, not knowing what to say.

Han Yurou smiled and leaned on her shoulder.

"Mom, don't overthink it."

Han Qing hugged her gently.

"Yu Rou, Mom isn't overthinking. Mom is afraid... afraid you'll get hurt."

Han Yurou was stunned for a moment.

"Hurt?"

"Yes, this path is not an easy one. Look at Mom, anxious every day about getting pregnant, anxious about my own position. Mom doesn't want you to live this kind of life too."

Han Yurou was silent for a few seconds.

"Mom, I'm not afraid."

Han Qing looked at her.

"You're not afraid?"

"I'm not afraid. I like Brother Qin Lin; I've liked him since the first moment I saw him. If I can be with him, I'm willing to suffer a little."

A complex emotion welled up in Han Qing's heart.

She really hadn't let it go yet.

Had she been faking it all these days?

It seemed that because of the heart-to-heart talks between the three of them these past few days, she wasn't as repulsed by the idea as before.

Han Qing looked at her seriously.

"You have to think clearly. This path is not easy. There are many women on the vehicle, and relationships will only get more complicated. You have to be mentally prepared."

Han Yurou nodded vigorously.

"I'm not afraid."

Han Qing looked at her, her heart feeling both bitter and sweet.

Han Yurou was secretly happy; the first step was finally successful.

Actually, all of this had been taught to her by Su Yuran.

She told her to talk to her mother more about Qin Lin.

This way, her mother could slowly accept it, so if something really happened between her and Brother Qin Lin in the future, her mother wouldn't be too opposed.

Han Yurou smiled to herself as she thought about it.

"If I can't taste it, can't I at least listen to it?"