Just as Yang Ruxin’s hand touched Gu Qingheng’s waist, it was suddenly grasped by someone.
Yang Ruxin felt guilty for a moment.
"Xinxin, are you trying to swallow me whole right now?" Gu Qingheng’s voice contained a slight tremor because of his weakness, but it made him sound even more magnetic.
"I..." Yang Ruxin chuckled, "I just wanted to wipe your body..." She hurriedly pulled over the quilt beside them to cover his body, "Shouldn’t you be sleeping for another half an hour? How come you’ve woken up so soon?" Just a little bit later, and she would’ve been able to see this man in his entirety. Ah, what a pity.
"Xinxin has learned to lie as well." Gu Qingheng laughed, then pinched her hand, "If you want to look, you can look whenever and wherever you want..."
"Where would I want to look?" Yang Ruxin stomped her foot, trying to pull her hand away, "Gu Qingheng, you’re getting more and more carried away..."
However, he didn’t let go of her hand; instead, he pulled harder.
Yang Ruxin didn’t pay attention and suddenly found herself lying on his chest.
"You just had your acupuncture." Yang Ruxin quickly propped herself up with her hands at his side the moment she lay on Gu Qingheng’s chest, "You need to rest."
"I think resting while holding you is even better." Gu Qingheng shamelessly pulled her back down onto him, "If Xinxin is too shy to look, then she can feel..."
"Gu Qingheng..."
"But for now, you can’t use it." Gu Qingheng continued to whisper in Yang Ruxin’s ear, "You have to wait until our wedding night..." Gu Qingheng chuckled softly, "Then you can use it for the rest of your life..." He heard from his mother that this girl hadn’t had her menstruation yet; she must have been too weakened in the past. Could he talk to Master Dao Xuzi and ask him for some help in regulating her health?
"Gu Qingheng, actually, you’re thicker-skinned than I am..." Yang Ruxin gave up struggling and just lay beside him. Although he felt a bit cool due to the poison, it was comfortable for her, and she started to feel drowsy.
"Fool, if I weren’t thick-skinned, how could I have pursued you?" Gu Qingheng stroked Yang Ruxin’s head, "Go to sleep for a bit."
Yang Ruxin really did stop moving, just lying on his chest, her arms around his waist, and drifted off into a drowsy sleep.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when Yang Ruxin suddenly opened her eyes and found herself looking directly into Gu Qingheng’s eyes. Though his gaze was unfocused, she could still see it was filled with tenderness.
"Are you awake?" Gu Qingheng smiled.
"Why didn’t you wake me up when you did?" Yang Ruxin hastily sat up, straightening her clothes, "Did I press on you?" She noticed it was getting late, time to prepare lunch.
"That little bit of weight from you can be ignored... Besides, I like it when you’re on top of me..." Gu Qingheng’s smile deepened.
Yang Ruxin’s face turned red, but she deliberately misinterpreted his meaning: "Gu Qingheng, this is a male-dominated society, where men are honored and women are belittled. Women are basically defined as accessories here. If others heard what you said, the old scholars would either mock you or criticize me..."
Gu Qingheng’s brow furrowed imperceptibly. This was the second time he heard her use the term "this place." Could she not be from here? What secrets is she hiding?