91: Chapter 91 You wouldn't want Yu Rou to get off the bus in this freezing weather, would you?

When Han Qing walked out of the bathroom, she froze.

There were a few more things in the room.

A few pieces of clothing were scattered on the bed, and they weren't ordinary clothes.

Rather... they were the very special kind.

There were also several outfits she couldn't bring herself to name, looking like they came from certain specialty stores.

“What is this?”

she asked, her voice trembling slightly.

Qin Lin sat by the bed with an innocent look on his face:

“Oh, I just bought them from the System Store. They're daily necessities; I always need to restock.”

“Daily necessities?”

Han Qing's tone changed.

“This... these are daily necessities?”

“Yeah.”

“The quality is pretty good. Since it's from the System, it must be top-tier. Aunt Qing, do you want to try them on?”

“Qin Lin!”

Han Qing was trembling with anger.

“You... wasting survival resources, you are too shameless!”

She turned around to leave.

But when she reached the door and placed her hand on the handle, she couldn't press it down.

Han Qing closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and steeled her resolve to leave.

But then Qin Lin's words reached her.

“You wouldn't want Yu Rou to get out of the car in this cold weather, right!”

Han Qing took a deep breath, turned around, and walked back into the room.

Qin Lin was looking at those “daily necessities.” Seeing her return, his eyes lit up.

“You're threatening me.”

“That's right, I'm threatening you. Haven't you already accepted my threat?”

“You...”

“Aunt Qing?”

“Put these... away.” Han Qing tried her best to keep her voice calm.

“This is... too scandalous.”

“Then Aunt Qing, why don't you help me test them out?”

Qin Lin pushed his luck.

“Don't even think about it!”

Han Qing glared at him, but the anger in her eyes was no longer as resolute.

Qin Lin smiled, swept the clothes to the side, and patted the bed.

“Sit down, Aunt Qing.”

Han Qing hesitated for a moment before sitting on the edge of the bed, a distance away from him.

“Aunt Qing.” Qin Lin looked at her.

“You're not staying because of the threat, but because... you want this too.”

These words were too blunt.

Han Qing's face turned completely red. She wanted to deny it, to say “I'm only here because you're injured and need care.”

But the words reached her lips and wouldn't come out.

Because she knew that would be a lie.

Her staying was indeed not just because of her duty as a doctor.

She had been single for too long, suppressed for too long.

And Qin Lin's appearance was like a key, unlocking a door long sealed in her heart.

Especially after experiencing that one night, she craved it more and more.

“I... I'm only staying because you threatened me.”

Her voice was very small, but to Qin Lin's ears, such words were nothing less than the best spice.

Qin Lin smiled and moved closer, shortening the distance between them to half a meter.

“Alright, alright, it's my fault. I shouldn't have threatened Aunt Qing.”

His voice was very soft.

“Give me a chance, and give yourself a chance. In the apocalypse, we don't know what tomorrow will bring. Why not seize today, seize this moment?”

He reached out and gently took her hand.

Han Qing did not pull away.

With her hand in his palm, she could feel his temperature, his pulse. It was warm and strong.

“Qin Lin. I'm seventeen years older than you.”

“I don't care.”

“I'm Yu Rou's mother.”

“Yu Rou is already eighteen; she will understand.”

“Yuran and Wanwan...”

“They both like you and want you to join us.”

Han Qing fell silent.

Every excuse had been countered.

Her final line of defense was slowly crumbling.

“Aunt Qing.”

Qin Lin moved even closer; now they were almost touching.

“That night I drank too much, and many things were blurry. Tonight... I want to feel you while I'm clear-headed.”

His face was very close, his breath brushing against her face.

Han Qing could smell the fresh scent on him after his bath, see her own reflection in his eyes, and feel the warmth of his body.

Her heart beat as if it were about to explode.

But this time, she didn't dodge.

Qin Lin lowered his head and kissed her lips.

It wasn't a light graze like before, but a real kiss.

Gentle, firm, and carrying an undeniable depth of feeling.

Han Qing's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly softened.

She raised her hands, hesitated for a second, and finally wrapped them around his neck.

This response made Qin Lin go even deeper.

The kiss turned from gentle to fiery, from probing to demanding.

His hand stroked her back, pulling her into his embrace.

Their bodies pressed tightly together; through their clothes, they could feel each other's curves and warmth.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Han Qing was panting, her face buried in Qin Lin's shoulder, not daring to look at him.

“Aunt Qing.”

Qin Lin's voice sounded in her ear, tinged with a smile.

“I haven't been drinking this time; I remember very clearly. You are sweet, even sweeter than I imagined.”

Han Qing's face turned even redder, and she gave him a light punch.

“Stop talking...”

“Alright, I'll stop talking.” Qin Lin held her tight.

“We'll use actions instead.”

He stood up and pulled her up as well.

Before Han Qing could react, he had already picked her up horizontally and gently laid her on the bed.

It had to be said, Han Qing's figure was truly excellent.

Among mature women, some were plump, others were heavy-set.

But her figure was very slender, not at all like a mature woman who had raised a child.

“Qin Lin...” Han Qing was a bit flustered.

“Wait, I haven't...”

“Haven't what?”

Qin Lin leaned over, bracing his hands on either side of her, looking into her frantic eyes.

“Aunt Qing, you already agreed.”

“When did I agree?”

“You stayed, so you agreed.” Qin Lin smiled.

“And you just kissed me very passionately.”

Han Qing wanted to retort, but she couldn't speak.

Because what he said was the truth.