After tidying up their clothes, the two finally walked out of the woods and returned to the viewing platform.
Fortunately, Qin Nanfeng was wearing a floral shirt that happened to cover the wound, saving them from having to explain things if their friends spotted it.
The three girls found it a bit strange that Lin Xinyuan and Qin Nanfeng had come back holding hands.
These two… weren’t they acting weird just now, like they’d been arguing? And now, after only being gone for nearly an hour, they were back on good terms?
Could it be… they went to do that…
At that thought, the way Li Tang and the others looked at Lin Xinyuan couldn’t help but turn strange.
After the two exchanged a few words and finally let go, Qin Nanfeng went off to chat with Chen Ze and the others.
Li Tang suddenly leaned in and whispered in Lin Xinyuan’s ear, her tone laced with probing and teasing: “A Yuan, be honest, what did you two go do at the camp?”
“N-nothing…” Seeing the other’s animated expression, Lin Xinyuan instantly got goosebumps and quickly tried to get away from that girl, heading toward where Qin Nanfeng was.
But before she could move, her shoulder was grabbed from the other side by Yu Xiaowei, who had sneaked over at some point.
At this moment, the great Club President had lost the elegant poise she usually showed in public, sniffing around on her like some female pervert.
“I don’t smell that scent?” Yu Xiaowei said in confusion, and before Lin Xinyuan could react, she kept sniffing—only to catch a whiff of blood. Her expression instantly changed. “Classmate Lin, you two…”
Hearing Yu Xiaowei’s soft exclamation, Li Tang and Liu Qingyan’s curiosity exploded, while Lin Xinyuan’s heart began to tremble.
Could it be… they found out…
Thinking this, she was at a loss, instinctively pushing at Yu Xiaowei to break free.
But because of what had happened not long ago, even after resting, the time was still too short—she had no strength in her body, barely able to walk normally. In the end, she could only give up.
“I…” Seeing she couldn’t escape, Lin Xinyuan helplessly tried to explain, but couldn’t think of a reason in the moment.
Yet the next second, she froze again.
“You two were playing way too rough, weren’t you?”
“Huh?”
Lin Xinyuan was completely baffled, but seeing the weird expressions on her three friends’ faces, she instantly understood what they were thinking.
Relieved, she was also both embarrassed and annoyed.
“What are you guys even talking about!”
Lin Xinyuan truly didn’t know what to say. She was beyond exasperated, her little face flushing red, and only then did she think of something and quickly explain: “I… I just… started my period…”
Even as she said this, Lin Xinyuan couldn’t help but feel guilty, her gaze darting away.
But thankfully, hearing her explanation, Li Tang and the others didn’t overthink it this time.
Though they still felt some doubt, they were unwilling to speculate too much, figuring the explanation seemed fine.
After all, based on today’s behavior, Lin Xinyuan really did seem like she had her period, her mood fluctuating.
They figured she’d just had bad cramps and gone to change her sanitary pad, with Qin Nanfeng worried and following along to take care of her…
But even finding it reasonable enough, Li Tang couldn’t help but tease after thinking of something:
“A Yuan, you’re already Xiao Yiyi’s mom. It’s just your period—what’s there to be shy about? All timid and fidgety, every single day…”
At that, Liu Qingyan and Yu Xiaowei nodded in agreement.
If they hadn’t seen with their own eyes the loving way Lin Xinyuan held her child, just looking at her now, she really didn’t seem like a mother.
That shy little demeanor, and that face so youthful it was almost unreal—anyone seeing her would most likely think she was at most a high school student.
“Uh…”
Lin Xinyuan’s face turned even redder. Not knowing what to say, she could only offer an awkward little smile.
They hung around the viewing platform a while longer.
Once they’d grown tired of the nighttime mountain scenery and experienced that feeling of being on top of the world, after the novelty wore off, the eight of them got ready to head back to camp.
The signal on the mountain was terrible—basically no hope for gaming unless you were willing to deal with hundreds of milliseconds of lag and try to troll your teammates.
So instead, they sat together, snacking and playing Werewolf Kill, having a pretty good time.
Until around ten o’clock, everyone started feeling tired and prepared to pack up and turn in.
After all, they’d spent nearly the whole day climbing the mountain—they were already exhausted.
Plus, they needed to get up early tomorrow to head back down.
After exchanging goodnights with Li Tang and the others, Lin Xinyuan returned to the tent.
But this time, she didn’t lie down to sleep right away.
Even though she was getting drowsy, she forced herself to stay awake, her big orchid eyes wide open, waiting for someone.
So when Qin Nanfeng returned to the tent, that’s what he saw.
His little wife’s expression had returned to that calm, indifferent look, but she was just staring with those bright, shining eyes.
The moment he came in, she immediately looked at him—cold and adorable at once, a charming kind of contrast…
When he saw the urgency in Lin Xinyuan’s eyes, Qin Nanfeng understood what she wanted—she was telling him to hurry up and zip the tent shut.
Though he didn’t know why, he did as she asked.
But the moment he finished zipping up the tent, Lin Xinyuan eagerly grabbed his hand, pressing him down to lie.
Qin Nanfeng went along with her wishes, but the moment he lay down, before he could think further, his wife directly sat on his waist.
Her soft, springy little bottom pressed against his abdomen through two layers of fabric, rubbing against him gently. Heat immediately rose, spreading without end.
Qin Nanfeng’s expression shifted instantly, his gaze darkening, his voice turning hoarse: “Xiaoyuan?”
Could it be… Xiaoyuan was willing to take the initiative?
But just as he was thinking that, he saw Lin Xinyuan pick up a long, strip-shaped object from the side.
Under the light of the tent lamp, once he focused, he could see it looked like some kind of ointment.
In an instant, his expression turned disappointed again.
“Turn your head to the side a bit. I’ll apply the medicine for you.”
Saying this, Lin Xinyuan lowered her head, pulling down Qin Nanfeng’s collar to reveal the wound.
Though it had already scabbed over, it still looked terrible—clearly showing that even though she’d tried her best to hold back, she’d still used considerable force.
At that thought, Lin Xinyuan’s dark, glossy eyes trembled, her fingers unconsciously tightening on the man’s collar, her fingertips turning white.
She didn’t want her Feng Ge to have any blemishes…
This was ointment she always carried on her, since her skin was naturally fragile—easy to break and scar from bumps and scrapes…
Seeing this, Qin Nanfeng sighed inwardly. Of course—expecting his shy little wife to take the initiative was pure fantasy.
But even so, he obediently did as told, tilting his head slightly to the right so Lin Xinyuan could apply the medicine.
Though this position…
At that thought, Qin Nanfeng felt the softness beneath him, his gaze growing darker as something unspeakable stirred immediately.
“It doesn’t hurt anymore, right?” Lin Xinyuan bent down, head lowered as she began applying the medicine, her small, fair hand gently working over the somewhat fierce wound.
Her expression was as calm as ever, but the worry in her eyes was obvious, her heart aching, a hint of self-blame in her gaze.
“Mhm, it’s cool…” Qin Nanfeng kept staring at the person lying on top of him, breathing in that orange fragrance.
He could even vaguely see the lovely view inside her T-shirt collar when she lowered her head—a stretch of pure white.
At that, the wicked fire in his heart grew even stronger, his words dripping with meaning: “Very comfortable…”
Not long after those words left his mouth, he was fully stiff.
At that moment, the atmosphere suddenly grew tense.
Feeling that extremely conspicuous sensation behind her, Lin Xinyuan’s fair little face quickly turned bright red, the flush spreading all the way down to the roots of her neck.
Only now did she seem to notice just how precarious this position of hers was…
She’d only wanted Qin Nanfeng to rest properly while she slowly applied the medicine—there was no other meaning behind it…
Their eyes met at that moment, and an air of intimacy began to spread through the tent…
Looking timidly at the starry eyes filled with desire before her, breathing in that scent unique to Qin Nanfeng, Lin Xinyuan’s head went fuzzy.
But what was done was done.
She could only force herself to pretend she didn’t notice, barely managing to finish applying the ointment to that yellow-haired brat before letting out a relieved sigh.
“D-done…” Lin Xinyuan’s legs were going weak. Her gaze kept flickering, trying to avoid his burning stare as she made to hurry and get up.
But would things really go her way?
“Xiaoyuan so boldly tempts me, and thinks she can just leave it at that?”
The man’s voice was low and magnetic, his tone filled with indescribable restraint as both hands clamped down on her little bottom, keeping her in place.
“You…” Lin Xinyuan’s voice trembled at the end.
The calm expression she’d barely managed to maintain instantly shifted, but before she could think further, the man’s presence came rushing at her.
“Mmm mmm…”
“Slow down… you can’t touch the wound…”
“I said… slow… down… ngh…”
“Heh… good food can’t be savored slowly… it needs a big feast… tsk…”
“Mmm… ah…”
“…”