425: Chapter 425 (Less)

One evening, Qin Lin was looking at the star chart on the Bridge when Youyue walked in and sat down in the chair next to him.

She didn't speak, just sat there breathing quietly, like a statue under the moonlight.

Qin Lin glanced at her: "Youyue, is something the matter?"

Youyue turned her head to look at him: "I was waiting for you to notice me."

Qin Lin looked at her: "I noticed you a long time ago."

The corners of Youyue's mouth curled up: "Then come tonight."

Her tone was soft but firm, like the sound of a bell in the wind—crisp and impossible to ignore.

Qin Lin looked at her: "No problem."

Youyue stood up, walked to the door, looked back at him: "I'll be waiting for you."

That night, Qin Lin went to Youyue's room.

She was wearing a dark purple nightgown, sitting by the window. The moonlight shone through the window lattice onto her. Her skin was light gray, shimmering with a faint silver light under the moonlight, like a thin layer of mercury.

She didn't speak, just walked over, reached out, and lightly touched his face, like a feather brushing against his skin.

Qin Lin could feel a hint of coolness from her fingertips: "Youyue, what do you want to say?"

Youyue looked at him: "I wanted to say that it's good to have you here."

Qin Lin reached out and took her hand: "Then I'll stay."

The corners of Youyue's mouth curled up: "Good."

The directness and allure of the Demon Race women were not only reflected in their relationship with Qin Lin but also in their interactions with others on The Ark.

One day in the living room, Yeying sat next to Han Yurou and looked at her face: "Your skin is very fair."

Han Yurou was stunned for a moment: "Thank you."

Yeying reached out and touched her face: "Why don't you wear less? Your skin is beautiful; it looks better when it's exposed."

Han Yurou blushed: "I... I'm already wearing little enough."

Yeying looked at her: "Not enough. Look at me."

She pointed to her own clothes. She was wearing a low-cut black top with a very deep neckline: "This is how it looks good."

Han Yurou opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Li Ruyan laughed from the side: "Yeying, you're trying to corrupt Yu Rou."

Yeying looked at Li Ruyan: "You are beautiful too, you should also wear less."

Li Ruyan looked down at her own neatly dressed attire: "I'm dressed just fine."

Yeying shook her head: "No, you have a good figure; it looks better when it's exposed."

Li Ruyan was silent for a moment: "Alright, I'll try changing into something else tomorrow."

Su Han was sitting by the window drinking tea. Hearing their conversation, she didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

Yeying noticed and walked over to sit next to her: "What are you smiling at?"

Su Han glanced at her: "Smiling at your bluntness."

Yeying looked at her: "Is being blunt bad?"

Su Han thought for a moment: "It's good. It's better than hiding things."

Yeying nodded: "That's good. You too—you would look even better if you wore less."

Su Han was silent for a moment: "I don't like wearing less."

Yeying looked at her: "Then what do you like to wear?"

Su Han thought for a moment: "I like wearing what's comfortable."

Yeying nodded.

One evening, Qin Lin was looking at the star chart on the Bridge when Ling Xi walked in: "Qin Lin, the energy fluctuations of the Demon Race women are very active."

Qin Lin looked at her: "What do you mean?"

Ling Xi sat down next to him: "Their energy attributes lean towards darkness. When they release themselves, they produce a special energy fluctuation that can affect the emotional states of those around them. Simply put, some of them are born with a charm ability."

Qin Lin looked at her: "You mean, they can charm people?"

Ling Xi nodded: "Yes, but not the intentional kind. Just by existing, they emit an energy field that makes people around them more easily attracted to them."

Qin Lin was silent for a moment: "Then, was I attracted to them because they charmed me?"

Ling Xi looked at him: "Well, who told you to be a man whose Physique has been enhanced by the System?"

Qin Lin thought about it: "This..."

Qin Lin really wanted to say that perhaps he was the one attracting them.

The corners of Ling Xi's mouth curled up.

The Demon Race women confirmed their pregnancies one after another.

The System notification sounds rang out on The Ark more and more frequently, each time bringing a new piece of good news.

Looking at the growing number of names on the panel, Qin Lin felt that The Ark was becoming a bigger and bigger home.

The boldness and directness of the Demon Race women brought freshness and vitality to The Ark.

Their charm ability was innate and was also a part of their culture.

Qin Lin began to get used to their ways, used to their direct language, used to their sudden touches, and used to that husky, charming voice when they spoke in his ear.

One evening, Qin Lin ran into Yeying in the corridor; her belly was already slightly rounded.

When she saw Qin Lin, she walked over and reached out to hook her arms around his neck: "Qin Lin, I missed you."

Qin Lin looked at her: "We just did it this morning."

Yeying leaned in: "Morning is morning, now is now."

She kissed him on the face, "Come to my room."

After saying that, she turned and walked away, her steps steady, like an elegant black panther.

Qin Lin stood in the corridor, watching her back disappear around the corner, feeling like he was being surrounded bit by bit by the flames of the Demon Race women.

He didn't resist, because that encirclement was Warmth.

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The longer the Demon Race women lived on The Ark, the more distinct their personalities became.

If human women were streams and Yao Race women were forests, then the Demon Race women were flames.

Passionate, direct, and carrying a kind of wild beauty.

Yeying was the most representative among them.

One evening, Qin Lin was looking at the star chart on the Bridge when Yeying pushed the door open and came in. She was wearing a nearly transparent black gauze dress, her long silver-white hair draped down, and her dark red eyes looked like burning flames under the lights.

She walked up to Qin Lin and reached out to turn off the holographic screen: "Stop looking at that, look at me."

Qin Lin looked at her: "Yeying, you're very different tonight."

The corners of Yeying's mouth curled up: "I'm different every night; I just let you see every different side of me."

She pulled Qin Lin up: "You have to accompany me tonight."

The Demon Race women had a charm that made it hard for Qin Lin to refuse—not because of their beauty, but because of their openness of "I just want you."

They wouldn't be shy, wouldn't hesitate, and wouldn't use playing hard to get to test him.

If they wanted something, they said it directly; if they wanted to do something, they did it directly.

Yeying's initiative also boosted the enthusiasm of the other Demon Race women on The Ark.

Hanshuang would pull him in when he passed by her doorway: "Qin Lin, come in."

Xuetong would stop him in the corridor: "Qin Lin, are you free tonight?"

Youyue would gently touch his hand when he passed by her, saying nothing, but that touch already said everything.