"No! Absolutely not!"

Qin Chuan warned seriously, "I'm telling you, if you touch it, you can't go back."

"What do you mean?"

Gu Yu looked at Qin Chuan, puzzled.

"Uh..."

Qin Chuan smacked his lips, "This thing, only my woman can touch."

"But didn't I already touch it once when I was at school?" Gu Yu retorted, her innocent eyes glinting with a hint of confusion.

"I..."

Qin Chuan was at a loss for words.

Originally trying to use this excuse to prevent Gu Yu's next move, he didn't expect her naivety to dissolve his lie.

"Don't worry about it, just know you can't touch it."

Qin Chuan pretended to warn fiercely, "It's very fierce, if you make it angry, you'll have to face the consequences."

"Isn't it on you? Can't you control it?" Gu Yu squinted, her questioning expression seeming to say: Are you taking me for a fool?

"If I could control it, it wouldn't be like this."

Qin Chuan smiled wryly, a side effect of cultivating the Nine Dragon Creation Skill: the small head controls the big head.

Of course, many men face this without cultivating the Nine Dragon Creation Skill.

However, it's not a big deal.

To wear a crown, bear its weight.

Can't have all the good without some hardship.

"What happens if it gets mad?" Gu Yu, like a naive child, was full of curiosity about the unknown.

"Once it gets mad, it'll hit you and spit fire, can you believe it?" Qin Chuan said, amused and frustrated.

"Really?"

Gu Yu widened her eyes, her curiosity about Qin Chuan's thing overshadowing her fluttering feelings.

She very much wanted to reach in and see if it would indeed hit and spit fire as Qin Chuan said.

"Can I touch it just once? I promise I won't make it angry," Gu Yu blinked her agile eyes, eagerly pleading.

Qin Chuan tightly grabbed his waistband, defensively watching Gu Yu, "Don't even think about it!"

"Just once..."

Gu Yu was so eager to satisfy her curiosity that she coyly begged.

"No!"

Qin Chuan said sternly.

"How about through the pants?" Gu Yu tried to compromise.

"You, young lady, do you know what it means to be ashamed?" Qin Chuan grumbled.

If it were a girl like Wen Yaxin, it'd be understandable, but Gu Yu was naïvely cute.

Moreover, when it came to relationships between men and women, she was quite oblivious.

Qin Chuan really couldn't grasp why girls with this personality don't feel ashamed in such situations.

It's completely unreasonable.

"Why should I be ashamed?" Gu Yu said, confused.

She knew what the word meant, but didn't understand why she should feel it.

Growing up in a martial arts hall, she was surrounded by uncles, brothers, or male relatives.

In Gu's Martial Arts Hall, apart from the cooking lady, most were men.

Gradually, Gu Yu didn't feel much when facing men and didn't understand why to be ashamed.

Because of this, Old Master Gu heartlessly made her move back here to live alone.

Obviously, Old Master Gu was worried she might never get married,

or perhaps wouldn't be interested in men, leading to a distorted aesthetic.

Faced with the naïve Gu Yu, Qin Chuan felt like a scholar confronting a soldier, unable to explain his reasons.

Seeing his lack of response, Gu Yu assumed he agreed, quietly reaching in and carefully feeling through the pants.

Through the pants, she could better feel Qin Chuan's intimidating size.

In both length and width, Gu Yu felt it was beyond accommodating.

Gu Yu didn't know how large she was there, but she always felt that the place meant for urinating surely couldn't accommodate such a size.

Perhaps, she'd have to find a chance to try later.

Gu Yu's thoughts drifted far away, and the flush on her face gradually faded.

"Alright, five minutes are up, hurry up and let me go home," Qin Chuan impatiently reminded.

"You had a physiological reaction to me, didn't you?" Gu Yu confirmed repeatedly, fearing Qin Chuan would deny it.

Qin Chuan nodded helplessly.

"Then... then then then..."

Gu Yu suddenly blushed, stammering, "If you can rank in the top five in the martial arts competition, I... I'll be your woman, at your disposal, okay?"

"Huh???"

Qin Chuan was dumbfounded, suddenly realizing.

This silly girl was fussing about for the martial arts competition?

"Do you think I would slack off?" Qin Chuan asked, amused and frustrated.

Gu Yu bashfully nodded.

"In your eyes, am I just a playboy?" Qin Chuan shook his head, smiling bitterly.

"Aren't you a playboy?"

Gu Yu seriously retorted, "Ye Wenxi, Su Qian, and Teacher Jian Ya are all close to you, aren't they?"

"Uh..."

This made Qin Chuan's eyes twitch wildly.

Almost forgot this naïve campus belle was also a student at Jiang University.

Seeing his secrets were about to be exposed, he quickly changed the subject: "Don't worry about the martial arts competition; I'll do my best. As for whether I can make it to the top five, I can't say right now."

Even as a cultivator, his current level is still quite low.

He's only been cultivating for less than a month.

Also, can't be too overconfident, one must know there are always people better than the better.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yu pursed her lips, seemingly making an important decision, "As long as you try your best, regardless of the final result, I'm willing to be your woman."

"Huh?"

Qin Chuan was stunned.

That wasn't his intention.

Why did Gu Yu think like that?

This silly girl's thought process is definitely different from normal people.

"Why does it feel like the more I explain, the worse it gets?"

Qin Chuan inwardly laughed bitterly.

He dared not continue explaining, fearing that by the end, Gu Yu would keep lowering her bottom line.

Afterward, Qin Chuan took a taxi home.

He didn't dare let Gu Yu give him a ride again and quietly vowed never to get into her car again.

That car is practically a trap.

Back home, Qin Chuan routinely gave his stepmother Ye Qingmei a massage.

Seeing his stepmother's complexion improving day by day, Qin Chuan felt a subtle pride.

Initially, he thought the Nine Dragon Creation Skill was an evil technique.

But seeing his stepmother's illness healed because of it, he's glad he chose to cultivate.

Otherwise, after half a year, he might've just had to watch his stepmother pass away.

"Aunt Mei, in another week, the energy inside you should completely dissipate, and you won't suffer anymore."

Qin Chuan said while massaging his stepmother.

"Time flies,"

His stepmother suddenly remarked, softly gazing at Qin Chuan with some reluctance.

Then her gaze involuntarily drifted to Qin Chuan's crotch, her expression thoughtful.

After a long pause, her red lips gently opened, asking quietly, "Why haven't you asked for my underpants lately?"

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