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Chapter 90 What's that called?

Gu Qingxin paused for a moment, then smiled faintly and turned to walk upstairs.

Lin followed behind her, climbing the steps, his gaze naturally falling on the tall, well-proportioned figure in front of him.

Gu Qingxin is over 1.7 meters tall, and her posture and the lines of her back exude a pleasing and composed demeanor.

She was about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, about three years older than Lin.

At a time when many young people are still unsettled and easily agitated, she possesses a maturity and composure far beyond that of ordinary people.

That gentle aura, like still waters running deep, never seemed dull; on the contrary, it always subtly embraced Lin Ye.

Reaching the end of the second-floor corridor, Gu Qingxin pushed open a door, and Lin followed her inside.

Unlike the simple and austere layout of the lobby on the first floor, this place is filled with a rich and gentle atmosphere of life.

The room was very spacious, with a thick, soft plush carpet underfoot.

A large, dark-colored desk stood against the floor-to-ceiling window, with several thick books with bookmarks stacked haphazardly on it. The pages were slightly curled, indicating that they were frequently read.

Beside the stack of books sat a plain bone china water glass with a clean and clear rim. Next to the glass was a uniquely shaped aromatherapy stone.

The scented stone was emitting a very faint fragrance, similar to the scent of grass and trees after rain.

Lin was very familiar with this scent; it was exactly the same as the light fragrance on Gu Qingxin's body, filling every corner of the room with its aroma.

A wooden photo frame stands in one corner of the desk, containing a group photo.

The background of the photo is a meadow bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, with the distant landscape appearing unfamiliar.

In the photo, Gu Qingxin and someone else are smiling at the camera; that person is Lin Ye.

In the center of the bedroom was a large bed covered with white bedding, with pillows stacked side by side.

On the single sofa at the foot of the bed, there were two cushions and a silky nightgown casually draped over it. From the edge of the nightgown, you could vaguely see a few of her personal undergarments that she usually wore at home.

She left those clothes on the sofa this morning when she went out on a mission and didn't have time to tidy up, so she just threw them on the sofa while changing.

Everywhere Lin Ye looked told him that this was a young girl's most private room.

Lin Ye's gaze lingered briefly on the sofa before quickly shifting away.

Gu Qingxin noticed his subtle movement, but she didn't show any panic or shyness. She simply walked over with a normal expression and put the clothes away.

Then, she took the shopping bag that she had brought back from the mall during the day from Lin Ye. It contained several pieces of clothing that she had bought for Lin Ye during the day.

She picked out a few items and said to Lin, "I'll take you to wash up."

The bathroom was at the other end of the second-floor corridor. After washing up, Lin returned to Gu Qingxin's room.

She left the room with the clothes Lin Ye had just seen on the sofa, as well as the clothes she would change into later.

Lin sat on the bed, feeling somewhat reserved, even though Gu Qingxin had told him about their past in Fusang.

How did they meet in that world, how did they rely on each other, and how did they hold that grand wedding in front of everyone?

Lin listened quietly at the time, finding the details very detailed and the logic impeccable, but that was all she could say.

For Lin Ye now, those stories are more like a novel with his own name on it, or a movie starring someone else.

He can understand the ups and downs of the plot and comprehend the joys and sorrows of the characters in the story, but he still cannot fully immerse himself in the experience.

And now, he was sitting on the bed of a woman with whom he had countless connections, a woman who felt both familiar and strange.

After a long while, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Gu Qingxin returned to the room, her skin still slightly damp from her shower.

She changed into a silk nightgown, the fabric draping naturally along her shapely figure, and a faint feminine fragrance filled the air, giving the room a soft, homey feel.

She turned off the main light, leaving only a dim bedside lamp, and walked to the other side of the bed.

She lifted the corner of the blanket and spoke in a soft, non-oppressive tone.

"Go to sleep."

Lin also lay down, leaving a distance between them. Gu Qingxin then lay down as well and reached out to turn off the last light.

The room was quiet, with only the cool moonlight streaming in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, spreading a thin layer of silvery white on the carpet.

Lin Ye thought he would have trouble falling asleep because of the unfamiliar environment and the woman sleeping next to him, but to his surprise, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

The dream surged in like a tide, the scene was hazy, and Lin also saw himself and Gu Qingxin lying in bed.

In his dream, he turned his head, looked at the gentle and quiet woman beside him, and called out.

"Sister Qingxin————"

A soft finger gently pressed against his lips, silencing his next words.

Gu Qingxin's eyes rippled like tangible water, and her voice was as gentle and melodious as the wind.

"Don't call me 'sister' tonight."

Lin looked at her and asked, "What's it called?"

Gu Qingxin's eyelashes drooped slightly, her cheeks flushed with a captivating color, and her tone carried a hint of shyness that was rarely seen on ordinary days.

"Call me by my name, or — wife."

After a while, Lin asked again, "Are all women's private parts this big?"

In reality, the night is deep.

On the large bed, Lin Ye turned over in his sleep and moved closer to hug Gu Qingxin from behind.

His arm reached over the woman's slender waist, covering an area.

With his even breathing, he uttered the words he had spoken in his sleep in reality.

"Are all women's vaginas this big?"

Lin Ye remained in his dream, while Gu Qingxin, whom he held in his arms, quietly opened her eyes in the darkness.

As she listened to the familiar murmur behind her ear, time seemed to stand still, and a fleeting tear welled up in her eyes in the moonlight.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room.

Lin also vaguely regained consciousness, his mind not yet fully awake. He felt himself embracing a warm and soft body, his nose filled with the faint fragrance of a woman.

Lin Ye's eyes snapped open, all sleepiness vanishing in an instant.

He stiffly lowered his head, took in the situation, and noticed the strange sensation in his hand. He immediately pulled his hand back.

He held his breath, looked at Gu Qingxin who seemed to be still fast asleep beside him, made the slightest movements, carefully lifted a corner of the quilt, and fled the bedroom to the living room on the first floor.