Chapter 133: 114. Heading to the Tianren Pavilion Headquarters
After the bath, Lin Zichen emerged from the bathroom, looking refreshed and revitalized.
Shen Qinghan’s jade-like hands were so warm and soft, the touch was incredibly comfortable; under her careful kneading, every second was a supreme delight.
“My skills aren’t bad, right?”
Dressed in just a sundress, Shen Qinghan followed Lin Zichen at a leisurely pace, a hint of smugness on her face.
Sure, it was good, but it still couldn’t compare to mine... Lin Zichen thought to himself, nodding in agreement: “Your skills are indeed good; they really make me want to linger.”
Winning Lin Zichen’s approval made Shen Qinghan feel quite pleased with herself. N/nêw n0vel chap/ers are published o/n n0v/e/(lb)i(n.)co/m
She walked around to face Lin Zichen, with sparkling peach blossom eyes, she smiled and suggested, “Then, next time we take a bath, let’s do it just like we did just now. You help me scrub my back first, and after I’m comfortable, I’ll help you scrub, what do you think?”
“Deal!” Lin Zichen agreed without hesitation.
Before they knew it,
it was nearly 12 noon.
It was time for lunch.
Lin Zichen suggested going out to eat, but Shen Qinghan, claiming it was too hot outside and that she didn’t want to sweat right after bathing, proposed they order takeout and eat at home.
Most people could just carry an umbrella, walk slowly, and eat in an air-conditioned restaurant without sweating too much.
But Shen Qinghan was not most people; she had a constitution that sweated easily. A little exercise or a slight rise in temperature would leave her drenched in sweat.
“What would you like to eat?”
Lin Zichen took out his phone, opened the university’s app, navigated to the takeout section, and showed the screen to Shen Qinghan, asking her opinion.
Looking at the unfamiliar interface on the screen, Shen Qinghan asked curiously, “What takeout platform is this? I’ve never seen it before.”
“This is the Shanhai University app, which includes a delivery platform exclusive to the school, a store for exchanging evolution resources, and all kinds of other convenient features.”
“That sounds really handy.”
“It is quite convenient. You can download it by scanning this QR code in the student handbook.”
“I’ll download it too.”
“Do you have a sewing needle?”
Lin Zichen looked over at Shen Qinghan and asked.
He needed a sharp needle to test the strength of his twice-tempered skin, recalling that Xu Meng had prepared a toolbox for Shen Qinghan containing all kinds of tools.
Shen Qinghan, who was lying on the bed scrolling through her phone, her fair and slender legs swinging back and forth, looked quite eye-catching.
Upon hearing Lin Zichen ask for a sewing needle, she immediately set down her phone and said:
“I have one, I’ll get it for you now.”
She quickly found a box and handed it to Lin Zichen; the box contained more than ten sharp sewing needles.
Curious about Lin Zichen’s request for a sewing needle, she asked, “What do you need a sewing needle for?”
“To prick my hand with.”
“Prick your hand?”
“Yeah, to prick my hand, to test the strength of my skin.”
After explaining briefly, Lin Zichen picked out the sharpest sewing needle from the small box and forcefully pricked his right hand with it.
The action was so sudden.
Shen Qinghan was startled and let out an “ah,” instinctively flinching.
Lin Zichen was amused by her reaction, “It’s not like I’m pricking your hand; why such a big reaction?”
“Regardless of whether it’s my hand, that sudden and forceful jab without any warning would startle anyone!”
Having said that, Shen Qinghan looked quite displeased, “Easy for you to say standing over there without a care!”
Lin Zichen smiled and said no more, his gaze returning to his own right hand.
At that moment, on the back of his hand, a very sharp sewing needle was pressing against the skin but couldn’t pierce through. It merely created a small indentation on the skin.
“My goodness, such a sharp needle, and despite pressing so hard, it can’t even penetrate the back of your hand. You’re practically invulnerable!”
Shen Qinghan was incredulous, visibly shocked by the strength of Lin Zichen’s skin.
Lin Zichen explained, “My right hand’s skin has been tempered twice now; it’s normal for it to have this strength.”