Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

"Who came in last place?"

"Fan Chenxi".

"Huh? You two were discussing so much at noon, were you two terrible chess players playing chess?"

"Ding Heng!"

Hua Qing turned around, her eyes wide with anger, as if she were truly furious.

(?｀∧')?

"In what ways is Fan Chenxi inferior to you, senior?"

"Her basic skills aren't very good, her transitions aren't smooth, and her movements lack precision..."

Having gotten used to educating Qianqian and Xiaozhu these past few days, Hua Qing subconsciously adopted the role of a teacher and earnestly critiqued a whole host of Fan Chenxi's faults.

Ding Heng joked, "Hey... at least they're a second-year graduate student in Shanghai Opera, and you're a senior at Hunan Normal University, and you're actually giving critiques?"

Hua Qing retorted defiantly, "What's wrong with that? I've won more awards than her!"

"Go, go, go."

Ding Heng asked, puzzled, "But if she really has as many problems as you say, why did Teacher Qi add her in? Was it so you wouldn't be at the bottom?"

"Ding Heng!!!"

Hua Qing was both ashamed and angry.

(」。◣﹏◢.)」

Just when everyone thought the conversation had ended there, Hua Qing suddenly said quietly, "Ding Heng, you've only met her once, why are you always speaking up for her?"

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated. He stepped forward, put his arm around Hua Qing's slender waist, and comforted her, "Alright, alright, my senior is invincible, no one can compare to her."

Hua Qing felt a little uncomfortable. She struggled but couldn't break free, so she simply leaned against him and muttered softly.

"Scumbag..."

"Swearing again?"

"Just curse."

"Fine, go ahead and curse me. I'll deal with you tonight!"

Ding Heng gently pinched her waist, causing Hua Qing to let out a short, soft moan.

Whether it was Ding Heng's admonition that day that had an effect, after the emotional connection broke through 90%, Hua Qing finally lowered her posture slightly in front of him.

Although she still appears aloof and arrogant overall, at least she's no longer stiff and unyielding; she occasionally reveals an affectionate "girlfriend" demeanor unintentionally...

In the evening, the two had a simple takeout meal.

The setting sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the entire living room in a warm orange hue.

Black Bean nestled on its newly bought cat tree, dozing with its eyes half-closed, its tail occasionally wagging.

After taking a shower, Hua Qing changed into a light-colored cotton nightgown. Her hair was not completely dry and was draped over her shoulders.

Ding Heng also came out of the bathroom, wearing the same dark gray pajamas, holding a dry towel in his hand, casually drying his hair and tossing it aside.

"Senior, come here."

Hua Qing walked over, but Ding Heng pulled her to the dressing mirror.

The two stood side by side, their figures, one tall and one short, reflected in the mirror.

Light white and light gray, the same style in different colors.

"Do you think we look like a newlywed couple who have just moved into a new house?"

Ding Heng seemed to be joking, yet also serious.

Hua Qing subconsciously wanted to retort, "Who said we're husband and wife?" but she swallowed the words back.

"It's so ugly."

"Are the clothes ugly or the person ugly?"

"You're ugly."

Ding Heng chuckled, took out his phone, and pointed the camera at the mirror.

"Come on, let's take a picture."

Hua Qing was pulled close to Ding Heng's shoulder, leaning into his arms.

"Click".

The image freezes.

In the mirror, the man smiled, his demeanor composed.

The woman nestled against his chest, seemingly unwilling, but her face was slightly flushed.

Ding Heng looked down at the photo and teased, "Senior, do you think it would be a big deal if I posted this on my WeChat Moments now?"

Hua Qing leaned over to glance at the photo, then quickly looked away.

"No, please."

She was still guilty and dared not confess her relationship with Ding Heng.

Ding Heng seized the opportunity to threaten: "Then you have to promise me something, senior."

"What……"

"Put on those gradient gray stockings later."

"abnormal."

Despite her verbal swearing, Hua Qing's actions betrayed her true intentions, and she obediently went to the dressing room to retrieve the bag of grey silk.

After changing into her stockings, Hua Qing returned to the bedroom, lifted the covers, and lay down. Ding Heng immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms, his hands beginning to wander.

Hua Qing was used to men taking advantage of her, and she no longer felt that Ding Heng was taking advantage of her.

What puzzles her now is why Ding Heng has stopped making progress.

Especially these past few days, Ding Heng hasn't even bothered her...

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"You're going back tomorrow?"

"Yes, the flight is in the morning."

Hua Qing didn't speak, but pressed her forehead against Ding Heng's collarbone, and Ding Heng also rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Your senior will miss me?"

"No, I didn't."

"Then why are you grabbing my clothes?"

Hua Qing looked down and realized that her hand had somehow grabbed the hem of Ding Heng's pajamas.

She quickly let go and pulled her hand back.

Ding Heng took her hand and placed it back on his waist.

"If you want to stay, then stay. Stop being so stubborn."

"I wasn't being stubborn..."

Hua Qing's voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost muffled in her mouth.

Ding Heng stopped teasing her and obediently took out his hand to pat her back gently.

"Isn't my senior going back to Xingcheng in April?"

"Okay, after Qianqian and the others finish their re-examinations, I'll go back and take care of graduation matters."

"I'll give my senior a big gift then."

Hua Qing raised her head and met Ding Heng's gaze.

What gift?

"Would it still be a surprise if I told you?"

Black Bean rolled over at the foot of the bed and began to snore softly.

Hua Qing pouted and buried her face in Ding Heng's chest again.

The man's embrace was so warm that she didn't want to move.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"Are you going to punish me again later?"

"You still have training tomorrow, so I'll let you off this time."

"Oh……"

Hua Qing seemed slightly disappointed, and murmured softly.

"Good night."

"Good night."

The system interface quietly appeared in my mind.

【Azure Cold Sword Immortal: Hua Qing】

[Current Status: A Fairy Who Has Lost All Her Cultivation Power]

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 92%]

[Progress of severing emotional ties: 1%]

Chapter 162: The Price of Taking Delivery