I'm a sophomore in college, what the heck is this "male god cultivation system"?

Chapter 75 Afterwards
Wenya walked toward the source of the sound, eventually stopping at the kitchen doorway.

"Are you making lunch?" she asked, leaning against the wall and watching Chen Yan's back.

"Pretty much, but I'm making noodles."

After all, since his parents divorced, Chen Yan has been living alone for most of his holidays. Under such circumstances, he can't order takeout every day, so over time, he developed the skill of cooking.

Of course, his cooking skills are only good enough for him to make things like fried rice and noodles, and at most he can make a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. Anything more difficult is basically out of the question.

"Why don't you go sit in the restaurant for a while? I'll be done in a minute."

Chen Yan turned to look at Wen Ya, admiring her attire as he spoke.

Wen Ya's attire was very simple at this moment, just a loose white T-shirt, the hem of which barely covered the top of her thighs, and her plump and slender legs were almost completely exposed to Chen Yan's eyes.

"Okay." Wen Ya nodded, looked at Chen Yan who was busy, and did not disturb him any further. She slowly walked to the restaurant and sat down with a heavy heart.

……

Wenya sat in the chair, staring blankly at the location of the kitchen, her feelings somewhat complicated.

Last night, with the combined effects of various buffs, her mental defenses completely collapsed, her rationality was practically zero, and she was driven by her inner desires.

However, after sleeping soundly until midday, her mental state fully recovered, and her rationality returned, and then...

What truly troubled her was that she didn't know how to handle her relationship with Chen Yan.

Even if Chen Yan's excellence is only reflected in his piano talent, the age gap between the two is an issue that cannot be ignored.

She's already in her thirties, while Chen Yan is only in his early twenties. They might be at their "peak" now, but what about ten years from now...?

Wenya is past the age of having illusions about love, and she knows that the "age gap" issue will only become more pronounced over time.

Moreover, Chen Yan's family background is clearly extraordinary. Although the exact price of this villa is unknown, a simple estimate would show that its price is definitely over ten million.

At an age when he hadn't even graduated from university, he could drive a luxury car worth millions and own a villa worth tens of millions. Wen Ya found it hard to imagine just how wealthy Chen Yan's family was, but she knew one thing for sure...

Such families would not allow their child to get entangled with a woman who is more than ten years older than him.

But the most agonizing thing in the world is knowing full well that a certain path is wrong, yet being unwilling to change direction for various reasons...

This is Wenya's true inner state... She knows there is no future with Chen Yan, but she can't bear to leave him.

Just as Wenya was struggling with what to do, Chen Yan came over with two bowls of noodles.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed." After placing the two bowls of noodles on the table, Chen Yan casually teased him.

Today he made tomato and egg noodles, which is one of his best noodle dishes.

Last night's intense competition had exhausted Wenya's energy, and the aroma of food wafting into her nostrils immediately triggered a reaction in her body.

"Let's have lunch first. We can talk about everything after we eat." Chen Yan seemed to have seen right through her, and after saying this softly, he started eating first. For a moment, the spacious hall was filled only with the slurping sounds of noodles being eaten.

……

After meal.

"Xiaoyan, I've been thinking about what happened between us last night." Wenya bit her lower lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said:

"Our relationship is abnormal. You should find a girl around your age to date..."

"We're not dating," Chen Yan muttered to himself, but his face remained calm and collected. He waited until Wen Ya finished speaking before replying:

"What about us? Last night, Sister Wenya, you said to yourself that you like me."

Chen Yan's words made Wen Ya's ears burn. Last night, when her psychological defenses completely collapsed, she practically blurted out her innermost thoughts.

But despite her shyness, she was still rational at this moment.

"I'm planning to rent a place outside..."

Wen Ya pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and then said, "I like you very much, so I will never refuse you as long as you need me."

After saying that, there was silence for the next ten seconds or so.

"Okay." Chen Yan nodded and said, "Is there anything I can do? I'll do my best."

"No need." As the silence dissipated, Wenya relaxed and said gently, "I will handle it."

You worry about everything for me, as if I'm still a little girl.

Despite saying that, Wenya was in a good mood, after all, Chen Yan was concerned about her, rather than simply enjoying the pleasure of physical intimacy.

Chen Yan nodded, leaning back in his chair, also in a good mood.

After all, this was the best solution in his view; life is short, so one should enjoy it while one can.

If you can feel happy now, then enjoy the present moment. The future is too far away; you can't think about it and there's no need to think about it.

"Okay, I need you now." Chen Yan stood up and walked towards Wen Ya step by step, amidst her shocked and flustered gaze.

"Huh?" Wen Ya was stunned. It wasn't until she was lifted up and pressed against him that she asked, somewhat bewildered, "Aren't your legs weak?"

The intensity of last night's encounter far exceeded Wenya's expectations. Her legs were still a little weak. Why could Chen Yan still... still be so energetic?

"Not weak at all, I feel great right now."

The next second, Chen Yan grabbed Wen Ya's leg and walked towards the sofa.

(End of this chapter)