Chapter 622 : Are You Underestimating Me
“Wha—Sister Qin Qing, why are you here?!”
Ling Ning, in the middle of her shower, froze as the bathroom door swung open. Qin Qing entered, completely naked. Ling Ning had left the door unlocked, thinking Qin Qing was busy with paperwork, but clearly, she had miscalculated.
Qin Qing tilted her head nonchalantly. “Why so shy? Honestly, is there anything on you I haven’t seen before? We’re both women—what’s the big deal?”
“While you’re not wrong, it’s still...”
Ling Ning trailed off, suddenly aware of how awkward the situation was. Even in her past life as a man, she had never shared a bath with other guys—it felt far too intimate.
That said, Qin Qing’s figure was nothing short of amazing. Despite spending her days behind a desk, she maintained a flawless physique. Ling Ning couldn’t help but compare herself, realizing they were evenly matched.
Noticing Ling Ning’s gaze, Qin Qing turned her head and smiled. “What’s so interesting to look at?”
“Nothing much. Just admiring how perfect your figure is, Sister Qin Qing~” Ling Ning replied casually.
If they were both naked in this situation, at least she wasn’t the only one being seen. It felt like a fair trade.
Once Qin Qing finished showering, she slipped into the bathtub. Though spacious, it wasn’t quite large enough for two people, leading to inevitable contact.
Feeling the smooth texture of Qin Qing’s leg brushing against hers, Ling Ning squinted slightly. “Sister Qin Qing, don’t you think this bathtub is a bit cramped?”
“Not at all. By the way, you’re only a first-year in college, right? For someone so young, you’re... impressively endowed. Do you get massages regularly?” Qin Qing teased.
“Of course not. Personally, I prefer smaller chests,” Ling Ning replied, almost wistfully.
Big breasts were overrated—they consumed more fabric, made outfits harder to match, and their constant bouncing could be downright distracting.
“If flat-chested girls heard that, they’d probably gang up on you.”
“Really? And you’re one to talk—yours are bigger than mine,” Ling Ning shot back with a roll of her eyes.
Honestly, if Qin Qing ever decided to become a model, she’d have no problem succeeding. Her figure, aura, and poise were perfect for the role. But considering her position as a renowned designer, such a career shift would be beneath her.
Just as Qin Qing was about to say something else, Ling Ning stood up from the tub. “I’ll head out first. Don’t soak for too long, Sister Qin Qing.”
“Mm.”
After Ling Ning left, Qin Qing clicked her tongue in mild disappointment. She had been so caught up in their conversation that she’d forgotten to flirt properly. Well, there was always tomorrow.
As Ling Ning dressed in the other room, a chill ran down her spine. She shivered involuntarily, sensing an ominous foreboding.
Once she finished drying her hair, Qin Qing emerged from the bathroom, still completely naked.
Ling Ning sighed and cast her a helpless look. “Sister Qin Qing, could you at least try to maintain some decorum?”
“What’s the point? It’s just us here. And if I recall correctly, didn’t you also walk out of the bathroom stark naked earlier?”
Ling Ning was at a loss for words.
Shaking her head, she grabbed a dress and tossed it to Qin Qing. “You can dress yourself, right?”
Instead of putting it on, Qin Qing smirked and said, “That’s an interesting suggestion. How about this, Secretary? Come dress your boss.”
Ling Ning was about to roll her eyes and refuse, but Qin Qing’s next words stopped her in her tracks.
“Serve me well, and I’ll treat you to a midnight snack. If not, expect overtime tomorrow.”
“You’re blatantly exploiting me!” Ling Ning complained as she reluctantly moved to help.
“Now, now, don’t say it like that~”
After dressing Qin Qing and drying her hair, Ling Ning even threw in a massage. Naturally, she took advantage of the situation a little—there’s no such thing as a free massage, after all.
Oddly enough, Ling Ning recalled how her daughter would sneak in some cheeky touches during their massages, though she dismissed it as harmless mischief.
“What do you want for a midnight snack? Order whatever you like.”
Qin Qing handed Ling Ning her phone, which was already open to a food delivery app. Ling Ning browsed lazily before ordering some barbecue.
“Barbecue? You can’t have barbecue without beer!” Qin Qing added a few clicks of her own to the order.
As they waited, Qin Qing glanced at Ling Ning lounging on the couch watching TV. “I’m paying for the food. Don’t expect me to go down and fetch it.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to. I’ll grab it when it arrives,” Ling Ning replied.
After a short wait, the delivery arrived. Ling Ning threw on a jacket and stepped outside, braving the cold to retrieve their food.
When she returned to the office, she heard strange sounds coming from inside. Pushing the door open cautiously, she found Qin Qing watching an... indecent film on the TV.
“What are you even watching?” Ling Ning asked, incredulous.
“I have no idea. I downloaded what I thought was a superhero movie, but it turned out to be this. It’s surprisingly entertaining. Want to join me? Or are you too scared to watch this kind of thing?”
“Tch. Are you underestimating me?”