Su Ling gently pushed Shang Qi away and looked up at him. Meeting his questioning gaze, she honestly shook her head, "I don't know, maybe it's fast metabolism."
With Shang Qi's mention, Su Ling indeed realized she could eat a lot without gaining weight.
"Or perhaps, with intense physical activity, the energy expenditure is also high, so the food eaten is converted into energy and then absorbed and consumed."
Shang Qi lowered his head slightly, looking at Su Ling's fair and rosy cheeks at close range. He reached out and pinched, finding them still soft and bouncy.
"Why did you cut your hair?" he asked, touching her hair with a hint of regret. "My A Ling, with her waist-length hair, standing in the sun, so fair and clean, she was so beautiful."
When asked about this, Su Ling thought for a moment and replied earnestly, "I died at that time. When I opened my eyes and woke up, I found myself reborn. I felt that long hair was troublesome and difficult to manage, so I went to the barber shop and cut it off with a single snip."
However, she was slowly, slowly growing it out.
She just needed to wait a little longer, three to five years.
Hearing her talk about dying and being reborn, Shang Qi's expression became a little somber. He gently stroked her hair, his tear mole shining brilliantly as he gazed at her, "Let me help you, okay?"
Su Ling looked at Shang Qi in disbelief, "You know how to do this too?"
Shang Qi hummed in response. He took a small step forward, closing the distance between them, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead. He gently stroked her head with his large hand and pulled her into his embrace.
Illuminated by the warm flames of sapphire blue and fiery red, Su Ling's short hair began to grow at a visible pace.
In a minute or two, Su Ling's short hair transformed into a thick, raven-black, waist-length mane.
Just like in her previous life, her waterfall of hair cascaded down her back, the blackness making her skin appear even more dazzlingly fair.
"There," Shang Qi said, his voice falling as he lingered, kissing the tips of Su Ling's hair. "Are you satisfied?"
Su Ling withdrew from Shang Qi's embrace, looking down and grasping her suddenly lengthened hair. She found it both surprising and novel.
After admiring her new hair, Su Ling looked up at Shang Qi, whose gaze had been fixed on her, "I like it very much, I'm very satisfied. Shang Qi is truly amazing."
Shang Qi, being praised, looked at Su Ling with gentle, smiling eyes, "Just praise might not be enough."
"What else do you want?" Su Ling was immersed in the joy of her waist-length hair, not realizing that Shang Qi's words were full of hidden traps.
Shang Qi looked at Su Ling, who was lowering her head and admiring her hair, and said in a low voice, "Kiss me."
Su Ling's ears were already quite red, and now her face turned red as well.
She slowly raised her head, her gaze colliding with Shang Qi's smiling eyes.
She brought her fist to her lips to alleviate her awkwardness and decided to change the subject, "Shang Qi, were you really killed by Han Xu and Yang Guang in your past life? Or did you not die at all, but merely used them to leave us?"
"You..." Shang Qi raised his hand and playfully ruffled Su Ling's hair with a mixture of exasperation and affection, wishing he could cup her face and dote on her, "Such an unromantic child."
After remarking on Su Ling, Shang Qi fell into thought, "I didn't die. Big Brother was looking for me. Although I hid well, I was still discovered. You had finally established the survivor base, and I didn't want your hard work to be ruined."
"So that's why you acted out of character and wanted to go out to collect supplies with Han Xu and Yang Guang?" Su Ling looked at Shang Qi and asked him.
Shang Qi did not deny it. He hummed in response, pulling Su Ling into his arms, "My A Ling is so smart."