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"It's fine, I'll do it."

Yino was resolute and quick to react. He picked up the plates and ran straight to the kitchen before the old couple, who still wanted to stop him, or even Yunjin beside him, could react. She felt that Yino seemed even more familiar with her own home than she was as the actual granddaughter.

For a moment, the old man and lady sat back down in their original spots, watching the young man diligently washing dishes in the kitchen. Then they looked at their own granddaughter sitting there, a bit at a loss.

"Look at him, so sensible! What a good boy!" The old lady pretended to scold, but actually had a smile on her lips, quite satisfied with the handsome young man her granddaughter brought back.

Yunjin puffed out her cheeks, pouting like a spoiled child, "Grandma..."

"Grandma means, you should cherish such a sensible boy. Try to bring him back again at the end of the year. Grandma will prepare a special New Year's Eve dinner from the snowy countryside for you two~"

Perhaps the old folks had been looking forward to this for a long time. Now, just watching Yino's focused back as he washed the dishes, the old lady's eyes seemed to already envision a future where she could show off her grandson-in-law in the village.

Yunjin sat in her seat, her cheeks flushing red again from her grandma's words.

She wanted to say that Grandma had completely misunderstood. She and Yino had only known each other for less than a month. They hadn't even done anything besides holding hands.

And even coming to her Grandpa and Grandma's house for dinner tonight was Yino's idea, under the pretext of Yunjin repaying a favor...

To be honest, Yunjin felt a bit guilty now. She could feel Yino's constant favoritism and care towards her. She always thought Yino was so good to her because he must have some ulterior motive.

But in reality, not only did Yino introduce the Nine-Colored Divine Deer to Yunjin, he also actively helped Yunjin resolve the awkwardness of the previous favor she owed under the pretext of freeloading a meal.

After dinner tonight, nominally speaking, Yunjin had already repaid the favor. She didn't need to have any psychological burden anymore.

But Yunjin wasn't the type to take advantage of others. After Yino did this, she actually felt even more indebted in her heart.

Yino's gentleness wasn't reflected in boundless enthusiasm, but in his meticulous care and pampering in every aspect of life...

But what about Yunjin? It seemed she had nothing to give back to Yino, unless... After much thought, the only valuable way Yunjin could repay him was to give herself to him.

It's just that if she really had to give herself to him, Yunjin still felt a bit embarrassed. If Yino confessed to her at some point, Yunjin would definitely accept happily after a brief moment of shyness.

But the thing is... Yino hadn't said he wanted to confess! From beginning to end, he never asked Yunjin for anything. Even in the atmosphere of sharing a bed last night, Yino didn't sneakily grope Yunjin. He only unconsciously pitched a tent when he woke up in the morning, but that didn't mean he had any improper thoughts about Yunjin.

Gradually, Yunjin felt at a loss. Every time Yino made Yunjin's heart pound, there ended up being no progress. Except for Yunjin's feelings heating up on her end, Yino's attitude seemed no different from when they first met.

-What kind of trick was this? What did he want from me? He couldn't just flirt without taking responsibility, right?-

In the end, Yino left Yunjin feeling itchy. She was too embarrassed to say anything and could only imagine wild thoughts on her own. The more she dwelled on it, the more she cared about him. Yunjin even felt more sensitive to accidental physical contact with Yino now. Her cheeks and body easily turned red and hot.

After all... Once your heart is moved, what was originally unintentional contact no longer seems so innocently unintentional.

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Thinking of this, Yunjin couldn't help but look up at Yino again. Compared to her previous worries and unease, Yunjin now seemed a bit anxious. She felt her heart constantly suspended, rationally afraid their relationship was progressing too quickly, but emotionally hoping Yino would hurry up and confess so they could date.

That way, Yunjin wouldn't have to keep imagining wild thoughts. She could date Yino with peace of mind, without having to overanalyze every casual intimate gesture like she was doing now. She had no dating experience and didn't know Yino's true thoughts.

-Logically speaking, since he met my family tonight, he must like me...-

-But Yino hasn't made a move for so long. Maybe he's not confident and is afraid of being rejected by me, worried we won't even be able to stay friends afterwards...-

-It's also possible that Young Master has a proud personality and is too embarrassed to say it out loud. He might be deliberately trying to make me fall for him first so I confess...-

Thinking of this, Yunjin also lowered her eyes. Her blushing cheeks that had just finished one train of thought seemed to be stirred up by another guess.

At some point, Yino finished washing the dishes, packed his bags, and walked out of the kitchen to stand beside Yunjin.

"Senior, we should get going too."

"Ah--" Yunjin woke up as if from a dream and quickly looked up, not noticing that her face was still flushed red.

Yino furrowed his brows slightly, "Senior, do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"

"I, I, I..." The girl's cowlick stood straight up like an antenna baby. She quickly patted her face, frantically trying to forget the various fantasies she just had in her head.

Yino became even more curious and actively reached out to touch Yunjin's face. "Senior, your face is way too hot. Don't tell me you really caught a cold from the freezing weather and got a fever?"

"I, I... I'm fine..." Yunjin was embarrassed to have her face touched in front of her Grandpa and Grandma. Her sense of shame made her want to dodge, but her body was honest, not rejecting this kind of unintentional physical contact at all.

Just as Yunjin had thought, what was originally an unintentional face touch had now taken on a different meaning. Her body was growing more and more dependent on Yino's hand.

Blushing, heart racing, stammering. This whole process gradually became a habit, like some kind of chain reaction Yino had engraved into Yunjin's bodily instincts.

Across the table, the two elders watched with genuine joy. "Oh my, old man, look at young people these days. Doesn't it remind you of us when we were young?"

"Yeah, I've really never seen our little girl to act so shy in all her life."

"Grandpa, Grandma! What nonsense are you saying!" Yunjin slammed the table and stood up, her flushed little face full of aggrievement.

But just then, Yino withdrew his hand from Yunjin's face, "Sorry, I seem to have given Grandpa and Grandma the wrong idea."

"Huh...?" The warm palm suddenly disappeared. Yunjin's body actually felt a bit unaccustomed. She instinctively wanted to grab his hand and put it back on her face, then have him check properly to see if she was sick. However, with her Grandpa and Grandma sitting across from them, this coquettish thought was temporarily overpowered by Yunjin's sense of shame.

She held back her flushed face, quickly packed her bags, then walked up and linked arms with Yino, pulling him away from her Grandma's house at top speed.

"Grandpa, Grandma! Yino and I still need to hurry and travel overnight to Western Province City! We'll be leaving now! No need to see us out!"

...

"Pavilion Master, thinking about the young master again?"

Phoenix Pavilion, top floor private room. A woman in a black bodysuit with a high ponytail stood guard in front of the curtain, asking curiously.

Through the sheer curtain, she could only vaguely glimpse her mistress's red brocade jade skirt, crossed legs, and a delicate jade foot with gold embroidery coquettishly hooked up.

"Why would I think about that heartless little lecher?"

"Ever since he went to that Wuji Sect, it's been a whole month. He hasn't even written a letter to say he's safe. I'm not thinking about him at all!"

Behind the curtain, the red-clothed girl noticed the black-clothed woman who came to report. She hurriedly hid the little cloth doll in her arms behind her back, then coldly snorted, her mind elsewhere.

The black-clothed woman curled her lips. As the mistress's private life, although she could see through it, she still had to watch her mouth.

"Next time, remember to knock before entering. Don't always appear and disappear so mysteriously..."

The red-clothed girl sat up straight, putting away her coquettishly raised gold-feathered jade foot under her skirt, "Speak, what's the matter?"

"Pavilion Master, Young Master Zi Chen of the Jianlan Sect is requesting to see you downstairs."