Chapter 191 189. Get Out of My Computer!
“Su Peng, Su Peng! What’s up with this mob?! It one-shotted me in a single combo!” “Su Peng! I’m lost!” “Boss! Come over here, quick!” “So strong! I died to this monster more than ten times and still couldn’t get past it!”
An Han stared in amazement at the fallen monster on the screen, then looked over at Su Peng, her eyes practically sparkling with admiration. “How did you kill it in just a few hits? And you didn’t die even once?”
The man’s vanity was instantly greatly satisfied. Su Peng straightened his back, shook his head calmly, and said, “It’s just average.”
He suddenly understood why so many men liked playing sports. Especially when there were girls watching nearby.
He glanced at An Han, who looked even more adoring now. “This one’s only medium difficulty. There are harder ones later on… I’ve already cleared the game. It’s not hard.”
“How is that not hard~?”
Although An Han’s admiration made Su Peng feel physically and mentally refreshed, briefly driving away his drowsiness, his body was already starting to give out. He had gone to bed late last night, and the fatigue from being sick, combined with the mild drowsy side effects of the medicine, made his eyelids droop the moment he sat down.
He sat beside An Han, head lowered, half-asleep. Every now and then, a sneeze or cough would jolt him awake. Yawning repeatedly, Su Peng glanced at An Han next to him, her cheeks puffed out, her expression intensely focused. After the earlier sense of satisfaction faded, he sighed inwardly.
Why is there someone this bad at games? Why can someone get lost in a game? Am I the one playing, or is An Han the one playing?
“Damn it! A bunch of monsters just popped out of nowhere!” An Han suddenly slammed the desk, the anger she’d been holding back finally erupting. She stood up and pointed at the screen, scolding it nonstop. “What kind of trash game is this, making it so hard?! Was this game made just to mess with me?!”
Su Peng smacked his lips helplessly. This girl had always been impatient and lazy about thinking things through—how could she possibly handle a game like this? Sekiro might suit An Han better, at least the pace was faster.
“I’m so pissed! I die after taking two steps! How am I supposed to play this?!”
“You try?!”
Su Peng quickly shook his head. “No, no.”
Cursing nonstop, An Han closed the game and viciously right-clicked to uninstall it. “Then get out of my computer!”
“This is my computer.” Su Peng felt that if he didn’t speak up now, this computer might really get carried home by An Han.
After all the commotion, it was already three in the afternoon. Su Peng stood up and glanced at An Han’s chest, which was rising and falling from anger.
Still so small… under the loose shirt, you could barely see a slight bulge. But it was better than before. A month ago, An Han had looked completely flat even with a jacket on.
He clearly liked girls who were big and fair… but this wasn’t bad either. At least it felt like a “raising” process.
“What are you staring at?!”
Su Peng immediately pulled his gaze back, dodging An Han’s almost murderous glare. “I’m going to sleep.”
He walked over to the bed and collapsed onto it. The drowsiness he’d been suppressing instantly washed over him. Almost the next second, the room was filled with his wave-like, continuous snoring.
Only after hearing the snoring did An Han turn her head. She saw him lying face-down on the bed, one leg still hanging off the side, no blanket on him.
“You’re sick and you still sleep like this…”
She stood up and walked over, trying to pull the blanket out from under him. After several minutes of something like tug-of-war, she finally managed to free the blanket from under his weight. She tossed it aside, then stepped forward again and lifted the leg hanging off the bed, moving it back in.
“Why are you so heavy?!”
Su Peng had the classic build of looking slim in clothes but muscular when undressed. Even though he often looked a bit thin, his actual weight was probably around 65–70 kilograms, maybe more. After great effort, An Han managed to move that leg onto the bed. She frowned, hands on her hips, and looked him over. Worried he might roll off the edge in his sleep, she used both hands—one pushing his shoulder, the other his waist and abdomen—to shove him toward the center of the bed.
Suddenly, it felt like… a wife taking care of her drunk, unconscious husband.
It wasn’t like she hadn’t taken care of a drunk Su Peng before. Back when she was trying to complete a system upgrade quest, she’d even used drinking as an excuse to raise her affection level with him. And now, not only had she become a woman, she was about to give herself away for free…
“If things stay like this, it’s actually pretty nice.”
More than friends, less than lovers. Usually bickering and fooling around, maybe with a bit of ambiguity, but overall still close friends.
An Han knew she might really like Su Peng. But whenever she thought about how their feelings might be influenced by the system, about her previous twenty years of life as a man, and about all the trouble that came with being a woman now…
She looked at Su Peng sleeping, pulled the blanket over him, and covered him up. Pressing her lips together, her mood grew complicated. She plopped down on the edge of the bed, gazing quietly at Su Peng’s profile.
To be honest, this face was exactly her type. She used to hope she could have looks like Su Peng’s, a body like his. But with her short height and small frame, even back when she was male, there was no way she could’ve trained into someone like him.
She liked his personality too—gentle and calm, with few flaws aside from the occasional forcefulness. Though his ability to take care of himself was a bit lacking…
An Han turned her head toward the shoes by the door. Su Peng always tied his shoelaces loosely, so loose that he eventually just stopped wearing lace-up shoes altogether.
“And I ended up becoming a girl.”
She let out a heavy sigh and joked at herself. “Now I can only take the roundabout route and make a face and body like this mine.”
Her gaze on Su Peng softened unconsciously. Hugging one knee, she stared blankly at him.
“He is pretty handsome… but his snoring is really awful.”
Clearly, snoring didn’t improve just because someone was good-looking. After complaining, An Han rubbed her abused ears, stood up, and fled the room as if escaping.
The moment she stepped out, her low mood suddenly lifted. “I’ll cook dinner myself tonight!”
Whether it ended up as a dark dish with Su Peng’s bitter expression, or a delicious meal with his smiling praise—either way, she wouldn’t lose. The former would be a prank, the latter would feel great to be complimented~
She changed into men’s clothes, threw on a coat, made up her mind, and hurried downstairs. The nearest market was three bus stops away, and An Han had never bought groceries by herself before.
Wandering through the market in confusion, she hopped around to avoid the dirty water on the ground, frowning as she looked around. There didn’t seem to be much food in the afternoon… And she couldn’t tell if it was fresh.
Scratching her head, her eyes landed on the seafood section. Shrimp and crab were high in protein—good for Su Peng’s recovery… and she liked them too. There was even lobster!
An Han’s eyes lit up. She couldn’t afford it herself, but Su Peng could! All the ingredients today were on Su Peng!
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