Chapter 702: Chapter 341: "Wok Tossing

International Hotel.

"Right this way, sir, ma’am."

The attendant gestured politely, then led the two of them through check-in at the front desk before escorting them up the elevator to the top floor.

There was only one room up here, and it rarely saw any guests, which gave the whole floor a quiet, almost eerily empty feel.

Understandable, really.

Lin Shen’s hometown wasn’t a tourist city by any stretch — it was an energy and resource town.

High-end hotels in small county towns like this stayed in the off-season pretty much year-round, with barely anyone checking in.

The only exception was the occasional local who’d moved away and was coming back for a visit — someone like Lin Shen.

Ding—!

The door swung open to reveal something resembling a full family suite.

A living room, kitchen, dining area, bedroom — everything you could need, all under one roof.

It was something like the presidential suite you’d find at the Bulgari Hotel, though the décor was considerably more understated, and there was no wine cabinet or anything like that.

It wasn’t ultra-luxurious by any means, but it was clean and perfectly comfortable.

Not that there was any reason to complain.

For under a thousand a night, getting a room this nice was already a pretty good deal.

"Sir, here is your key card."

The attendant handed the card to Lin Shen with a smile.

"This card entitles you to our complimentary breakfast. Lunch and dinner require a reservation in advance — just pick up the room phone and dial the front desk whenever you need anything."

"Got it."

Lin Shen gave a nod. Seeing there was nothing else to go over, the attendant promptly pulled the door shut and left.

"Ahh—"

The first thing Lin Shen did after stepping inside was collapse onto the living room sofa and close his eyes.

His Spirit Attribute and Constitution were both far above average thanks to his system bonuses, but after a full day of running around, he still felt mentally drained.

That bone-deep kind of tired — not physical exhaustion, just the weight of it all.

He’d been up early packing, then spent the entire day driving, and after arriving home he’d had to sit through the whole catch-up conversation with his parents.

It was nearly ten o’clock now, and this was the first real moment Lin Shen had to breathe.

Seeing him slumped back on the sofa with that exhausted look on his face, a flicker of concern crossed Qin Yuenan’s eyes.

She quietly wheeled the suitcase into the master bedroom and hung both their clothes up in the wardrobe.

Then she unpacked the rest of their things and arranged them neatly on the nightstand and desk before making her way back out to the living room.

"You worked hard today."

Qin Yuenan stood behind the sofa where Lin Shen was resting and gently worked her hands into his shoulders, trying to ease some of the tension out of them.

She knew it probably wasn’t doing much, but she wanted to do something — anything — to help. She tried carefully.

"You drove all day. Want to just call it a night?"

"I’m fine, really."

Lin Shen reached up and laid his hand over hers, gave her fingers a little tug, then tilted his head back and smiled up at her.

"Come sit with me."

"..."

Qin Yuenan took the hint and moved around to the front of the sofa.

She’d been about to sit down beside him, but Lin Shen wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her right onto his lap — and then, in what she could only describe as a completely shameless move, buried his face against her neck and took a long, deep breath.

"Mmm... Nan, you smell amazing."

"You’re such a creep!"

Qin Yuenan’s cheeks flushed as she threw out the complaint, though she made no move to get up. Instead, she draped her slender arms around his neck and leaned into him.

She loved being held by Lin Shen. Even when nothing happened, just being in his arms was enough to make her feel genuinely happy.

But Lin Shen was clearly not the type to just sit still.

His left hand gently pinched her soft cheek, then he caught her lips with his, while his right hand slid smoothly from the small of her back down to her pert, rounded backside, teasing her with practiced ease.

He had to admit — the white sundress Qin Yuenan had on today looked absolutely stunning. The fabric was so light and soft that even through it, he could feel every curve of her body, that cool, elegant exterior of hers doing nothing to hide what lay beneath.

She usually wore her hair down, which meant her neck had always been off-limits in the past.

But with it pinned up in a bun tonight, that smooth, pale expanse of her neck was completely exposed.

Which meant Lin Shen could kiss her there to his heart’s content.

Any guy who’s spent time kissing a girl’s neck knows — there’s something about that spot that’s more intoxicating than far more intimate places.

It exists in that in-between space, neither fully private nor fully public. Only someone she completely trusts can get that close.

Call it the "close to the heart" principle.

Anywhere near a girl’s heart — if she lets you touch it, it means she has absolutely no walls left up around you.

That was exactly where Qin Yuenan was with him.

Whenever Lin Shen kissed her neck, her face flushed deeper than usual, and she looked more flustered and shy than she ever did when they were kissing — or even when they were doing far more than that.

It was strange, really. It was such a simple, ordinary kind of intimacy between couples, and yet it made Qin Yuenan squirm with embarrassment every time. She even gave his head a light push to let him know she wasn’t entirely pleased about it.

"Why do you keep kissing my neck? It tickles."

"You don’t like it?"

Lin Shen lifted his head with a shameless grin.

"You kiss my neck all the time too, you know. Actually — ’kiss’ is being generous. You practically gnaw on it."

"That’s completely different."

Qin Yuenan shot him an embarrassed glare. To stop him from going after her neck again, she decided to pivot — literally. Using her backside as the axis, she rotated half a turn on his lap, shifting from sitting sideways to straddling him face-to-face.

The only problem was that she was wearing a long dress, and with her long, model-worthy legs now tucked on either side of him, the skirt had nowhere to go — it bunched up and gathered at her waist entirely.

Which, as it turned out, only made things considerably more convenient for Lin Shen.

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