073 Temporary Girlfriend!

"Am I beautiful?"

Lin Shanshan appeared at the doorway of Chenfeng's room, clad in a sheer pink nightgown. Her chest stretched the fabric into a high tent; from Chenfeng’s experience, it would take both hands together to cover such curves. He had seen exquisite beauties before, but never one so petite and adorable as Lin Shanshan.

Through the delicate fabric, Chenfeng could clearly see her black lace bra and matching panties. Combined with her stunning figure, he found himself nearly losing control. If not for his history as a psychic assassin, accustomed to all sorts of temptations, he might have already pounced.

He’d told her to wear a nightgown for him to admire, but hadn’t expected her to go so far, so daring, without a trace of fear that he might unleash his desires. Any ordinary man would surely crumble before such temptation.

“You really are beautiful!” Chenfeng mused, wondering how he might coax her into bed. Not likely, though—not now. This princess-like woman had only just warmed slightly towards him; to seduce her would take more than charm. In the past, he wouldn’t have bothered with all this, he'd simply taken what he wanted.

Lin Shanshan gazed into Chenfeng’s eyes, a little surprised. She’d imagined many scenarios for how he’d react upon opening the door, but hadn’t expected such calm. He regarded her as a work of art, with no hint of possessiveness. She smiled, asking, “Is my chest big and beautiful enough?”

“Big and beautiful enough—should I touch it to be sure?” Chenfeng stepped aside, inviting her in. If anyone overheard their conversation, they'd certainly let their imaginations run wild.

Lin Shanshan seemed confident and utterly unafraid. She strode in, saying, “If you give me your Twin-Headed Dragon, I’ll let you touch.”

“Don’t even think about it! My Twin-Headed Dragon is the most ferocious beast in this round of unsealing, fully leveled with advanced skills. It’s worth at least 100,000 gold coins—that’s two million in cash. Just for one touch? You think you’re worth that much?” Chenfeng was speechless; he wasn’t so easily duped. To trade such a beast for a mere touch? Absolutely not.

Lin Shanshan snorted. “Humph, you think you’re so great? Then sell it to me at half price—one million. I think the Twin-Headed Dragon is really fun!”

If money could buy such a beast, she wouldn't bother. The Twin-Headed Dragon was powerful and doubled as a flying mount. As a Holy Priest, her own damage was limited; leveling with the dragon would be much faster. But more importantly, she could show off to the girls in her guild.

A princess indeed—she clearly had plenty of private funds! At the start of the game, Chenfeng had focused on honing his abilities. Now, he found the game more intriguing. He knew much about the organization’s inner workings and could strike against them in secret, but he wasn’t eager to do anything dangerous just yet. If the organization found out, it would be troublesome.

“I think not! I plan to use this beast to earn more money in the future!” Chenfeng had recently realized that money was crucial to everything in real life. If he wanted legitimate income, the game was the best avenue. Gold coins could be traded for cash without bank records, so he needn’t worry about his identity being exposed.

Chenfeng sat on the sofa, drank some water. It seemed his only reward tonight would be admiring her attire. To his surprise, Lin Shanshan sat on his lap, her fragrance enveloping him, making reality feel like a dream.

“How about I be your girlfriend for now, and you lend me the Twin-Headed Dragon? Once Sister Xinting completes her quest, I’ll use the beast.” Lin Shanshan looked up at him, her chest pressed close, making Chenfeng feel as if he might explode.

Stay calm—must stay calm.

Chenfeng steadied himself, took the opportunity to hug her slim waist and gaze at her chest. “What benefits do I get as your boyfriend?”

To Chenfeng, Xue was the ideal girlfriend in the studio—not the most beautiful or best figure, but the easiest to get along with. He could never forget how she cared for him during his month in the hospital; no one had ever shown him such kindness. As for Lin Shanshan, she was likely interested only in borrowing the Twin-Headed Dragon, not in him.

The beast was of little use to Chenfeng. Though fierce, he himself was formidable. The Demon Wyvern was actually more useful, with more control abilities. Even without it, the Phantom Rhino was more practical than the dragon, which only offered a single ambush opportunity. For Chenfeng, the dragon was only valuable in arena fights or team battles. He had no qualms about lending it to Lin Shanshan; his real plan was to trade it later for something more suitable once he reached the larger maps.

“That’s it—hugs and hand-holding!” Lin Shanshan felt that she had successfully persuaded him; everyone knew Chenfeng didn’t care much about the Twin-Headed Dragon. Originally, he meant to lend it to Zhang Xinting, a Beastmaster Hunter, since it would be more effective in her hands. He could retrieve it whenever needed.

First, win her over! Chenfeng was no saint; he treated Lin Shanshan as a temporary girlfriend, nothing lifelong.

While Chenfeng was planning how to slowly coax Lin Shanshan into bed, she had already slipped off his lap. “It’s settled then. Tomorrow, let’s go shopping!”

Shopping? Since leaving the hospital, Chenfeng had either gamed or jogged around the neighborhood, sometimes visiting the gym, but he hadn’t gone out for leisure. Lin Shanshan’s suggestion was appealing—he could use some new clothes too.

Having seen Lin Shanshan dressed so provocatively, Chenfeng couldn’t sleep that night. So he spent it grinding levels, relying on his soul-splitting ability. Pulling all-nighters didn’t affect him much; he could go a week or two without sleep and feel fine. To his surprise, upon logging in, he found the voluptuous “Milk Queen” Qiu Lan online. After being tempted offline by Lin Shanshan, now he had to face another bombshell online?

Party up and grind!

Originally, Chenfeng planned to level solo, but since Qiu Lan was online, he teamed up with her, letting her sweep while he unleashed his pent-up energy on the mud monsters. Even without Xue’s slowing abilities, Chenfeng’s kill speed was impressive. This time he lost himself in the slaughter, faster than ever before.

“Aren’t you supposed to look after your child?” The mud monsters respawned slower than Chenfeng could kill them. While resting, he chatted with Qiu Lan, otherwise the long night would be tedious.

“He’s asleep!” Qiu Lan wasn’t very familiar with Chenfeng, and felt a bit embarrassed grinding for experience. She spoke softly. Unable to sleep, she logged in to play, and happened to catch Chenfeng grinding, so she stayed to party with him.

Chenfeng was curious—why was this married woman online so late? He had many questions, but decided to ask directly, “Don’t you need to be with your husband?”

“My husband hasn’t been home for months. He’s a doctor, always busy, never around.” Qiu Lan felt the question was a bit sensitive; she hesitated but finally answered.

Such a stunning, voluptuous wife, and her husband hadn’t come home for months? Chenfeng couldn’t understand. If it were him, he’d be holding his wife every night. With a decade more experience than most men, he ventured, “Is your husband interested in men?”

Qiu Lan was embarrassed, even a little ashamed, but finally nodded. She’d never told anyone—not even her sister.

So it’s true! Chenfeng considered that if he pursued Qiu Lan, he could easily win her over. For a playboy assassin like him, women were just another thrill. Though his identity had changed, his nature remained. Morality meant little to Chenfeng, and since Qiu Lan had confessed, perhaps he had a chance.

The biggest issue was that they could only meet in-game. Unless in special circumstances, games forbade real affairs; every game had such rules. So Chenfeng merely fantasized.

He leveled all night until dawn, reaching level 26, with Qiu Lan at level 20—a decent outcome. If Chenfeng offered to power-level others, many would queue up for the opportunity.

After logging off, Chenfeng slept for less than two hours before Lin Shanshan woke him. She was dressed in a white dress with a knitted coral shawl, looking every bit the princess.

“Get up! Didn’t you promise to go shopping with me? The weather’s great—let’s go to Commercial City!” Lin Shanshan pulled the reluctant Chenfeng out of bed. He rarely slept deeply these days, and being woken like this was a rarity. In the past, he might have killed someone over it.

“Wait, let me change clothes!”