Chapter 48: Do You Like It?

When Huang Wei entered the main hall, Cheng Luyun was at the living room doorway, holding Huang Chengcheng.

Chengcheng was already sleepy, clinging to Cheng Luyun, her head nestled in the crook of her neck. Her legs were splayed as Cheng Luyun supported her bottom with one hand and her head with the other—a very reassuring position that could quickly lull a child to sleep with gentle swaying.

“You’re back?”

Huang Wei nodded in response.

Huang Wei looked to be in a good mood, but Cheng Luyun misinterpreted it, thinking she liked being with the players. She gave a light snort. “It’s late. Go to bed now.”

No matter the era, it wasn’t late. Huang Wei paused briefly but then followed Cheng Luyun up to the second floor.

Both Cheng Luyun and Huang Chengcheng had changed into sleepwear. Cheng Luyun wore a pure white nightgown, her usually pinned-up hair—the kind that made people think “Your hairstyle is dangerous, ma’am”—now loose behind her. Her hair was slightly curly, not obvious when tied up, but quite noticeable when down.

Huang Wei followed behind Cheng Luyun, watching the tips of her hair swaying as she walked. Honestly, she couldn’t help it—she felt as if Cheng Luyun’s hair was tickling her heart. She desperately wanted to… touch it. She knew this thought was a bit perverted, so she restrained her itching hands.

Once in the bedroom, Cheng Luyun bent down to place Chengcheng on the bed and covered her with a small blanket, then turned to take out Huang Wei’s clothes from the wardrobe and told her to go take a bath.

“Brother Wei must be exhausted today. Soak in a bath after washing up.”

For some reason, Huang Wei felt that Cheng Luyun was angry. She didn’t understand why, but the change in her expression when handing over the clothes told her so. Could it be that what she’d said before leaving had made Cheng Luyun angry all this time?

Huang Wei reached out and took the clothes.

She hesitated, thinking she needed to clear things up, or Cheng Luyun would stay angry.

She opened her mouth, and her straightforward nature made her sound particularly sleazy: “You don’t smell.”

Cheng Luyun’s hand was still stretched out, the clothes just taken. Huang Wei had been hesitating to speak, and Cheng Luyun had been waiting for another startling comment—and this was what she got.

Cheng Luyun’s eye twitched. She’d already been angry, and now this made her angrier.

Even the sleeping Huang Chengcheng slowed her breathing, afraid her mother’s wrath might spill over to her.

But Huang Wei pressed on with her explanation: “You don’t smell at all. When I mentioned bathing before, I just thought we should shower on time—I didn’t mean you smelled bad.” Her face reddened slightly, and then, with a reckless resolve, she blurted out the rest before Cheng Luyun could attack: “Not only do you not smell, but your scent is really pleasant! I… I really like the way you smell!”

Unfortunately, her courage only went that far. After saying that, she hugged the clothes and dashed out of the bedroom, making a beeline for the bathroom.

Because she fled so fast, she didn’t see the suspicious blush on Cheng Luyun’s face.

—What on earth was she saying?!

Cheng Luyun’s shoulders tensed and lifted, her back tingling. Her hair fluffed out even more as a result, making her look like a cat being petted the wrong way and bristling.

Huang Wei’s actions and words were always beyond Cheng Luyun’s expectations. She’d thought Huang Wei was happy because of her time with the players, never imagining her mind was on such things.

Huang Chengcheng sensed the shift in mood. She turned over, peeking out from under the blanket with just her eyes, and said softly, “Mommy, your face is so red.”

Cheng Luyun turned to look at her, on the verge of lashing out in embarrassment: “Quiet, go to sleep!”

She yanked the blanket up to cover Chengcheng’s entire head, then sat on the edge of the bed, pressing down a corner of the blanket.

Was this what all guides pulled in by the system were like? So shameless—how could they say such things?

Cheng Luyun covered her face with her hands. There was no denying that Huang Wei’s actions were completely unexpected. This toy… was already stirring her heart. She seemed to truly mean it when she said she liked her. Because she liked her, she was working so hard to save points and get out; because she liked her, she did all these strange things…

The image of Huang Wei confessing her feelings surfaced in her mind. As Cheng Luyun thought it over, she gradually calmed down. She had to consider one possibility: What if her confession was a lie?

Huang Wei was very clever. She had gleaned a great deal of information from small details, even managing to strike deals with the players. Would someone so shrewd and cautious really fall for someone—or something that couldn’t even be called human—in just a few days?

Cheng Luyun was deeply skeptical. What if everything was a facade, just to survive?

The blush faded from her face. She lowered her hands, her expression neither shy nor gentle. Her eyes turned cold, and her hand on the bed grabbed the sheet tightly.

—No matter what, this instance was hers. If Huang Wei dared deceive her, she would die.

Huang Wei, having rinsed off and now soaking in a wooden tub, had no idea her life had once again been hanging by a thread at Cheng Luyun’s fingertips. The hot water soothed her body and swept away her exhaustion.

Her face still felt warm. She buried most of it underwater, leaving only her eyes above the surface. After holding her breath for a while, she surfaced and let out a heavy sigh.

Was what she’d done too perverted?

She put herself in Cheng Luyun’s shoes. If someone suddenly said something like that to her, her face would probably turn ugly and she’d keep her distance. Huang Wei was a bit self-conscious. She’d never dated in all these years and didn’t consider herself charming or funny. Even after falling for Cheng Luyun, she had no idea how to pursue her; she could only instinctively be good to her.

Aside from being careful, making delicious food, and finding ways to make Cheng Luyun happy, she had no clue what else to do.

But would that really make Cheng Luyun like her more?

She truly didn’t know.

She was exceptionally clumsy in love. She stumbled toward Cheng Luyun, but just getting close to her had taken all her courage. Saying those words earlier—she felt she’d been very rude.

Would Cheng Luyun be angry? Or would she not be?

“Ah…”

She let out a soft groan. Love was really hard to understand. Even after observing others and reading countless novels, she still didn’t know what to do. Today, while watching the Captain, she had carefully observed how he interacted with his girlfriend. Without a doubt, Huang Wei envied their relationship.

She just didn’t know how they got together—who had made the first move?

Curious, Huang Wei thought she’d like to ask the Captain for advice. In her and Cheng Luyun’s relationship, as defined by the system, Huang Wei was in the “husband” role, so she might have some common ground with the Captain.

She thought about many things until the water turned cold. Then she got out of the tub, dried herself off, and changed into her sleepwear. When she unfolded it, she realized it was a nightgown, not a two-piece pajama set. This made her couldn’t help but feel happy: did this mean Cheng Luyun acknowledged her as a woman?

Though she knew that in Cheng Luyun and Huang Chengcheng’s eyes, her gender was female, the constant male terms of address had always bothered her, and they’d never acknowledged her womanhood. But this nightgown gave her hope. She quickly put it on, toweled her hair, and rushed toward the bedroom.

Cheng Luyun lay on her side on the bed, propping her head with one hand while gently patting the back of Huang Chengcheng, who was lying on her stomach. She saw Huang Wei open the door and eagerly come to the bedside. Still wondering whether Huang Wei’s actions were genuine, she watched as Huang Wei lifted the hem of her skirt and spun around in a circle.

“?”

This person’s behavior was truly hard to understand.

While Cheng Luyun was still baffled, Huang Wei gave her a huge smile. Fresh from the bath and with her hair still wet, her long bangs were plastered to the side, revealing her smooth forehead and showing off her pretty face to Cheng Luyun.

She was truly beaming with joy. Cheng Luyun had seen Huang Chengcheng smile like a little sun earlier, and now she saw Huang Wei smiling like a big sun.

Her face radiant with smiles, her voice even lilting: “Do you like it?”

She wore a pure white nightgown. The loose neckline revealed the snowy white of her chest, and down below, the fabric, without a bra, outlined the shape of a certain key area. Then came her waist. Under the hem she’d slightly lifted were two snowy white, straight legs.

Huang Wei had always worn simple clothes that hid her curves. Now this nightgown showcased them instead. She’d always worn long pants, so you could never see her legs.

In all fairness, Huang Wei was good-looking.

She had always been quite attractive, and now her figure looked great too. It was just that her habit of keeping her head slightly lowered, her long bangs, and her frumpy clothes had hidden all her good features.

But Cheng Luyun didn’t understand: why had she come over out of nowhere to ask if she looked good?

Cheng Luyun suspected Huang Wei was up to something. Doubt flashed in her eyes, but she still honestly nodded. “Yeah.”

Cheng Luyun’s answer was perfunctory, but Huang Wei became even happier. Cheerfully, she said, “I’ll go blow-dry my hair.”

She pattered over to the dressing table, picked up the hairdryer, and started drying her hair, humming a tune from time to time.

Cheng Luyun was completely puzzled: What on earth was she so happy about?