Hearing Qian Song Yi say they were just friends, Yang Yu sighed dejectedly and returned to his room.
After Yang Yu left, Qian Song Yi pouted in dissatisfaction.
“What the heck!! Seriously, do I have to confess first? Hmph!!”
She rolled on the sofa, kicking her feet in frustration, clearly unhappy with Yang Yu's behavior.
Back in his room, Yang Yu lay on the bed feeling quite pleased, thinking that Qian Song Yi had been acting like this for just a day or two.
However, he thought about how his women would only increase in number in the future. Even if the world froze after he left, he couldn't take them with him. After completing this mission, he definitely needed to ask the system if there was a way to keep all his women by his side.
Just as Yang Yu was lost in thought, Qian Song Yi suddenly walked in.
“Hey!! Can you help me rent a few comic books? I'm so bored just sitting here.”
In truth, she didn't really want to read; she was just bored being alone and wanted to see what Yang Yu was up to, but felt embarrassed, so she made up an excuse.
So troublesome, Yang Yu secretly complained.
He didn't need to think to know what kind of comics Qian Song Yi wanted to read.
Looking at the titles she wrote for him, Yang Yu genuinely didn't want to go; what were these titles even? How could a grown man like him ask for such things?
He simply pulled Qian Song Yi into his arms to distract her.
Qian Song Yi was taken aback by Yang Yu's sudden action, and by the time she regained her senses, she was already lying in his embrace.
She struggled symbolically a few times, “What do you want? I'm not that kind of casual woman.”
“Shh!! Just lie here quietly for a bit.”
Yang Yu placed a finger to Qian Song Yi's lips and said.
Qian Song Yi's face turned red; she huffed a few times as if to vent her dissatisfaction, then lay quietly in Yang Yu's arms.
As she lay there, Qian Song Yi tightly closed her eyes, feeling her heart racing. Would he do something to her? Should she resist?
Qian Song Yi's mind was racing, but after a long while, she saw that Yang Yu hadn't made any moves.
She secretly opened her eyes a crack to look at Yang Yu.
Yang Yu had his eyes closed, breathing evenly as if he were asleep.
Qian Song Yi's eyes widened; with such a beautiful woman beside him, this damn guy actually fell asleep. He really was someone who could stay single by sheer ability.
Lost in her thoughts, she eventually dozed off, and when she woke up, she found Yang Yu smiling at her.
Shyly, she covered her face with her hands, peeking at Yang Yu through her fingers.
“Does this count as us dating now?”
Qian Song Yi seemed to have used all her strength to ask this question, then eagerly blinked her beautiful eyes, waiting for Yang Yu's response.
Yang Yu remained silent...
Now Qian Song Yi couldn't care less about being shy; she sat up and looked at Yang Yu, “What do you mean? Are you a player? You're being so ambiguous with me, and I've already taken the initiative, what more do you want?”
Qian Song Yi stared at Yang Yu, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears.
As a woman, she had already put aside her shyness to take the initiative, yet this guy remained silent. What did that mean? Did he look down on her? If he really didn't like her, why was he being so ambiguous? Her mood was worse than being cornered by dozens of reporters.
“Actually, I liked you the first time I saw you, but there are some things you don't know, and I'm afraid you'll regret it once you find out.”
Yang Yu felt the timing wasn't right yet; in the original story, she didn't care that Do Min Joon was an alien. If he told her he was a zombie, would she care? If she didn't care, did that mean he could openly have a harem, since he was immortal?
“What is it? Did you get a terminal illness? Just tell me, and I'll face it with you.”
“Let me think about how to tell you; this might be a bit unbelievable.”
“Are you an alien? That's unbelievable. If you don't like me, just say so. I'm not the type to cling to someone who rejects me.”
Qian Song Yi said, trying to sound strong despite her voice cracking.
Seeing Qian Song Yi like this, Yang Yu immediately pulled her into an embrace.
“You're overthinking it. Once I sort out your issues, I'll tell you everything. How you choose will be up to you then.”
Yang Yu gently kissed Qian Song Yi on the cheek as he spoke.
“I've already ordered takeout, all your favorites: fried chicken, seafood, beef tripe, and beer. Hurry up and wash up; it's time to eat.”
After saying that, Yang Yu walked out.
“What the heck!! You've taken all the good stuff for yourself, hmph!! Don't think you can escape my grasp.”
After Yang Yu left, Qian Song Yi gritted her teeth and said.
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