Miss Yun is a clever person; she wouldn’t do anything foolish, like leaving Xu Chang’an.
So she just had a simple dream, without thinking much, knowing that life must go on as usual.
Living for a long time inevitably leads to dreaming about long-past events, and emotional fluctuations are completely normal.
But as Yun Qian was preparing to settle her emotions, in her astonished expression, a young man’s hands slipped under her arms and suddenly hugged her from behind.
Then, moving downwards, his hands tightly held onto her waist.
"What are you doing?" Yun Qian’s eyes were as cold as usual, her speech indifferent, but... in front of the exceedingly understanding Xu Chang’an, these emotions were completely useless.
Xu Chang’an only saw those four words.
At this moment, her blood was rushing faster, and the warmth, breath, and sound of a heartbeat behind her shattered the fragmentary thoughts that were like a dream, and Yun Qian’s gaze stabilized a lot.
It is from emptiness and insecurity that one recalls the past and fantasizes.
But Xu Chang’an, with his actions, genuinely shattered the emptiness within her, grinding it to dust, and then filled her anew with his breath.
This feeling made Yun Qian’s body feel overheated.
"It’s nothing." Xu Chang’an whispered beside Yun Qian’s ear, "Mr. Li told me to remember to show something every day to reassure Miss, but I don’t know... what’s wrong with you, Miss."
Why are you feeling insecure again?
Could it be... hunger?
"I’m, I’m fine." Yun Qian, held by Xu Chang’an, had no spare thoughts to be melodramatic, who would have thought her rare girlish heart and affectations were solved by Xu Chang’an so simply.
And... Li Zhibai truly is a good person, able to make her feel this way.
She increasingly liked this young man.
"Is it because of Ms. Li?" Yun Qian lowered her head, looking at the hands clasped at her stomach.
"That’s just an excuse." Xu Chang’an coughed: "I really liked the way Miss looked while resting just now, couldn’t help it."
The girl’s soft feel was superb.
Warm enough that I completely couldn’t bear to let go.
From Xu Chang’an’s perspective from behind, Yun Qian’s slightly flushed half of the face was visible, very cute.
Previously, the eye mask was also somewhat out of line, knowing that when he took off Yun Qian’s eye mask, watching those slightly trembling eyelashes, being able to wait for Yun Qian to wake up entirely before hugging her was already Xu Chang’an’s unique, near saint-like self-control.
"Your Mr. Li..." Yun Qian was about to say something.
"It’s nothing." Xu Chang’an shook his head, though Li Zhibai being not far from the window made Xu Chang’an feel a strange tension.
But at the moment he hugged the girl, there was not a hint of romantic feeling; only attachment and affection remained.
Yun Qian was silent for a while, softly asking, "Why... why do you like me so much this time?"
"This time?" Xu Chang’an was perplexed, yet explained, "Because Miss was hungry and fell asleep?"
"I’m not talking about tonight."
"Then I don’t understand."
Yun Qian didn’t continue, just felt that the girl named Yun Qian was very fortunate.
"Alright, Miss’s teary-eyed look can’t go out to meet people, good thing I came in first to take a look without disrupting Mr. Li’s moon-viewing joy." Xu Chang’an said, feeling something was slightly off.
Yun Qian’s gaze at him was subtly different from usual, seeming... softer.
Xu Chang’an had an absurd thought arise in his heart.
Could it be, the girl is acting spoiled with him?
As if confirming Xu Chang’an’s idea, Yun Qian’s hands pressed down on Xu Chang’an’s hands on her stomach, biting her lip, saying nothing.
It seemed like a tender petal fell upon his heart, Xu Chang’an’s heart fluttered for a moment, he held Yun Qian’s hand slightly tighter but soon slowly let go, turning to grasp a pure white ribbon on the table.
"Alright, whatever it is, tonight... cough, freshen up and get ready to go to the hall."
Yun Qian glanced at the bed, realizing something, teetered on her toes, then sat down, thinking this is the benefit of acting spoiled.
It’s alright for Xu Chang’an, but had it been someone else, who would see a mere glance, a small action also counts as acting spoiled.
"Miss is a bit strange today, but... overall it’s not a problem, I like it very much." Xu Chang’an used two fingers’ width of plain ribbon to tie up Yun Qian’s long hair, speaking softly, "Don’t move."
Yun Qian obediently sat still.
She tilted her face up, the slanted crescent moon reflected in her sight, Yun Qian watching the boy attentively tying her hair in the mirror.
She thought, indeed, it must be an infinite road, because the scenery on both sides is so beautiful; she would want a road that would never end.
"Miss, what poem are you reciting?" Xu Chang’an helplessly brushed aside Yun Qian’s side hair, "I said, why is Mr. Li bothering me just now."
No wonder Li Zhibai thought Yun Qian was feeling uneasy.
This was a misunderstanding.
Back then, he shouldn’t have copied so much suppressive stuff.
Xu Chang’an was thinking when suddenly he heard Yun Qian call him, so he leaned over to her side: "Miss, what are you saying? Speak up."
But Yun Qian tilted her head slightly, brushing cheeks.
Xu Chang’an put his hand to his lips, lowered his eyes, slowly raised his hand, clenched his fist, then retracted it.
Well-prepared closeness and sudden attacks yield completely different feedback and results, just like touching oneself versus being touched by others are entirely different feelings.
This was a retreating light kiss.
Xu Chang’an’s breathing became more apparent, earnestly saying, "Miss, you’re not being fair."
"This is me returning yours, there should be give and take." Yun Qian also was earnest.
Xu Chang’an had sneakily hugged her, so she’s returning one, there’s certainly nothing wrong with that.
In a pavilion not far from the window, cool breezes brought some drizzle, making Li Zhibai’s hair ribbon flutter.
When the rain first fell, Li Zhibai vaguely felt his spiritual power’s flow slowing quite a bit. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt
Wondering if it was a misconception, since Xu Chang’an entered Yun Qian’s room, the rain that fell recently didn’t seem so cold and piercing.
In the distance, ripples fluttered across the lake surface.
Li Zhibai looked at the faint shadow in the room, sighed deeply.
Did they forget she is a cultivator?
With this distance, this position... even without using cultivation, one could still hear generally.
This young couple really doesn’t shy away from others.
Having been single since birth until now, Mr. Li, after being spoon-fed dog food...
Tonight, might end with sleeplessness.