Chapter 89: I Love You.

Yun Yun's room.

"Sister Yun Yun, I'm back!"

Pushing open the door, Jiang Ping saw Yun Yun, who was wearing a gorgeous green dress, sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair.

Hearing Jiang Ping's movements, Yun Yun turned around with a charming smile on her beautiful face.

"You're back."

"Well, let me tell you, I have successfully won the championship of this Alchemist Conference!"

Jiang Ping excitedly shared his achievement with Yun Yun.

"Well, I know everything. You successfully refined a Tier-6 Alchemy Pill at the conference, which amazed everyone. Your alchemy skills are now almost comparable to those of Elder Gu He." Yun Yun also praised sincerely.

A boy under the age of twenty actually succeeded in refining a Tier-6 Alchemy Pill!

Such talent has never been seen in the entire Jia Ma Empire.

Even Gu He, who is known as the Pill King, does not have such an enchanting talent.

"Hehe, I'm just lucky." Jiang Ping felt a little embarrassed by the compliment.

But it was really just luck, he is only a Tier-3 alchemist now, barely Tier-4.

It would be impossible for him to refine a Tier-6 Alchemy Pill relying solely on his alchemy skills.

If it weren't for the 50% guaranteed success rate brought by the True Heaven and Earth Furnace, he would never be able to produce the Tier-6 Fighting Spirit Pill.

"Luck is also part of strength. If luck can always be this good, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Hey, Sister Yun Yun, don't change the subject. I'm actually here for my reward. You said that if I won the championship of the Alchemist Conference, I would be rewarded with a mysterious reward. So, where is my reward?"

Jiang Ping rubbed his hands together excitedly, looking forward to it.

Hearing this, Yun Yun rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're just thinking about the reward."

"Well, this is the reward you mentioned. Of course I am looking forward to it. I don't care about other rewards, but I only care about Sister Yun Yun's reward." Jiang Ping laughed.

Seeing him like this, Yun Yun felt both angry and amused.

It seems like this guy didn't win the championship just for the sake of winning, but for her reward!

This little guy...what on earth is he thinking about?

"Okay, since you won the championship, I will fulfill my promise and give you the mysterious reward." Yun Yun's eyes lit up and an interesting idea popped up in her mind.

"What is it?" Jiang Ping waited excitedly.

"The reward is...you can comb my hair!"

"Eh?"

Jiang Ping was petrified for a moment, thinking he had misheard.

"Combing your hair?"

"That's right, isn't this reward enough?" Yun Yun's expression was very serious, as if this was the reward she had carefully prepared.

"Sister Yun Yun, is this really considered a reward?" Jiang Ping immediately looked sullen.

What about the imaginary kiss?

What about the loving hug?

What about the Gentle Han…. Cough! Cough!

In the end, there was nothing! And she still wanted him to be a laborer?!

"Yes, I didn't say it must be a physical reward." Yun Yun said as if it was a matter of course, without any guilt at all.

"So, you are not joking..."

"Then do you want it or not?"

"Of course, I want it!"

Jiang Ping hurried over and took the comb from Yun Yun's hand.

Yun Yun must have just finished taking a shower not long ago, her soft hair became wet and still emitted a wisp of heat.

It was the first time for Jiang Ping to comb someone's hair. He combed Yun Yun's long black hair as gently and slowly as possible.

Through the mirror, Yun Yun couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Jiang Ping being so cautious and not trying too hard with every move.

"Is this your first time combing someone's hair?"

Jiang Ping continued: "Yes, this is my first time, and I give it to you, Sister Yun Yun."

Hearing this, Yun Yun's pretty face slightly blushed, and she whispered: "You are so young, yet so shameless."

Jiang Ping pretended not to hear and continued to comb her hair slowly, saying:

"Sister Yun Yun, the last time I went to Yan City, I heard people there talk about a very interesting tradition. Do you want to know?"

"What?"

"People over there said that the women there would never let a strange men touch their hair, and would never let men comb their hair. Do you know why?" Jiang Ping said.

"Why?" Yun Yun's interest was naturally aroused.

"Because, their hair will only be combed by one man in their entire life - that is their future husband." Jiang Ping deliberately dragged out the ending tone.

Yun Yun instantly understood what Jiang Ping meant, and her pretty face turned red.

Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. As a Dou Ancestor, she reacted quickly and said:

"That, that's a tradition in Yan City. We don't have such a thing here."

"I know, I didn't tell you that we have such a traditon here, Sister Yun Yun, why are you panicking?" Jiang Ping finally helped her comb her messy hair and said.

"Sister Yun Yun, let me give you a massage."

As he spoke, without waiting for Yun Yun's consent, Jiang Ping's ten fingers had already gently pressed on Yun Yun's head, pressing gently all the time.

"Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm~"

Before Yun Yun could say anything, she was conquered by the waves of comfort coming from her scalp.

She slowly closed her eyes and enjoyed Jiang Ping's exclusive service.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and she just wanted to be able to enjoy this comfortable experience forever.

It was unknown how much time had passed. Yun Yun fell into a coma, and when she woke up again, Jiang Ping had stopped the massage.

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, she almost fell asleep because the massage was so comfortable. Yun Yun suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"You woke up." Jiang Ping was standing aside, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes, gentle and passionate.

"Well, it's getting late. You should go back and rest early." Yun Yun didn't dare to look him in the eye and dodged.

"Sister Yun Yun, tonight I helped you comb your hair and gave you a massage. It was so hard work. Shouldn't you give me some hard work pay?" Jiang Ping suddenly said.

"Ah? Then, what do you want... um~"

As soon as Yun Yun raised her head, her thin lips were kissed, and her soft body was embraced in a strong embrace.

She didn't refuse.

It took a while for the two to separate. Yun Yun's face was flushed and she was breathing slightly, which looked very beautiful.

"Sister Yun Yun, I love you."

Jiang Ping leaned over to her ear and spoke gently but seriously.

Yun Yun's face turned even redder, just like a ripe tomato in the field, so beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

"You little guy, you are getting bolder and bolder."

Yun Yun bit her thin lips, her beautiful eyes shy as water.

"I love you, too."

She whispered, taking the initiative to kiss him.

Jiang Ping hugged her waist tightly, picked her up roughly by the waist, and put her on the bed, but was extremely gentle.

"Sister Yun Yun, is it okay..."

Jiang Ping leaned over and looked at Yun Yun's cheek.

"Um..."

Yun Yun no longer stopped him.

That night, spring bloomed and a fierce battle happened in Yun Yun's Bedroom all night long.