Gu Yanjing looked at her lowered eyes, and after a few seconds, he leaned forward slightly and kissed her on the temple.
Qiao Yuxian’s eyes widened suddenly, her body seemed to tingle as if receiving an electric shock, and she gave a slight shiver.
The hand on his waist also uncontrollably clenched the side of his shirt.
Gu Yanjing watched her freeze, and after a few seconds, he shifted the arm that was under her neck, propping himself up with his elbow on the bed.
Qiao Yuxian stared blankly back at him for two seconds.
Then her gaze flitted astray, and she tried to hide herself by looking away.
But Gu Yanjing’s hand held her chin, stopping her from hiding, forcing her to meet his eyes.
Unable to hide, Qiao Yuxian’s expression became anxious and shy, gradually with a hint of defiance: "You..."
Gu Yanjing looked at her.
Qiao Yuxian, being looked at by him, dared not meet his eyes directly. After a while, she grasped his hand and bit down on the heel of his hand near the thumb.
The little fox bared its teeth again.
After biting, she pushed it away, and even that wasn’t enough, she gave it a smack.
Then she shrank down, hiding herself.
Gu Yanjing looked at the bulge in front of him formed by the quilt, and after giving her a moment, he patted her head through the quilt.
Qiao Yuxian poked his hand through the quilt with her finger.
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Qiao Yuxian held his finger, speaking in a muffled voice: "She doesn’t dislike me, but I can’t feel her liking me."
Gu Yanjing’s gaze deepened.
"I don’t know if it’s too unfamiliar, and..." Qiao Yuxian stopped midway, swallowing the rest of her words.
Gu Yanjing could guess some of her concerns and said, "In the Capital City, you can’t stir any waves."
They were developing well in A Continent, hadn’t returned for over twenty years, and suddenly decided to come to the Capital City to develop.
The situation in the Capital City has always been stable.
They suddenly wanted to step in.
The timing was just so coincidental.
After Feng Chuanbai was targeted by the Gu Family, and after Old Sir Gu’s birthday.
The relatives, near and far, inside and outside the Gu Family, numbered so many, the news of his marriage to Qiao Yuxian would spread bit by bit.
Even though he never mentioned Qiao Yuxian’s background, they had all met Qiao Yuxian in person, and didn’t even need to investigate, inquiring around the Capital City would make it very clear.
But they feared Gu Yanjing, so even their inquiries were discreet, leaving no traces.
That’s why the Capital City was so quiet.
Even the Qiao Family hadn’t detected anything for the time being.
If they were coming for their relationship, wanting to use the Gu Family’s connections to establish a foothold in the Capital City, that wouldn’t be much of an issue.
The fear was other purposes.
Moreover, Sheng Chendong’s identity wasn’t clear.
"Follow your heart. I’ll handle the rest." Gu Yanjing said in a calm voice.
"But I don’t know what my heart thinks," Qiao Yuxian said after a moment of silence.
"Then let nature take its course."
"What if the outcome is bad?" Qiao Yuxian asked softly.
Gu Yanjing looked at the bulge of quilt in front of him, paused for a moment, then lifted the quilt to make her show her face.
Qiao Yuxian’s eyelashes fluttered twice, then she looked up at him.
Gu Yanjing touched her face, looking into her eyes: "Then assume there would really be a bad outcome, what would you choose? What would you want to do?"
Gu Yanjing didn’t make a decision for her, instead, he left the choice to her.
If indeed there was a bad outcome.
Whether to withdraw in time or crash into a wall, it was up to her to decide.
After all, no matter what, he would always be there behind her, supporting her.
Qiao Yuxian was dazed for a moment.
The tangled mess in her mind suddenly found a starting point and smoothed itself out.
She smiled, placed her hand back on his waist, snuggled into his arms, and straightened the arm he leaned on, placing it under her neck, saying, "I want to sleep now."
With a clear heart, sleepiness came quickly.
Gu Yanjing tucked her in, patted her head again: "Sleep."
Qiao Yuxian adjusted her head to find a comfortable position and, with her eyes closed, murmured: "With age comes experience, knowledge, and the ability to guide others."
Even with her eyes closed, Qiao Yuxian sensed his mood sink a little. She chuckled softly, clutching at the side of his shirt, paused for a moment, then whispered gently: "Gu Yanjing, kiss me again."
Gu Yanjing was pondering on what a five-year age difference meant, when he heard these words, and the usually composed Mr. Gu showed clear surprise in his eyes.
"Here." Qiao Yuxian hadn’t opened her eyes, she pointed to her temple with her finger, her voice smaller, "Kiss again."
She waited for a while, seeing that Gu Yanjing neither spoke nor moved, then opened her eyes to look at him.
In the darkness, just as his outline came into view, Gu Yanjing raised his hand to cover her eyes, then gently kissed her temple.
As if cherishing his most precious treasure, gently, carefully holding on to it.
Like a feather slowly brushing against the heart.
With her eyes covered, Qiao Yuxian couldn’t see anything, could only hear his heartbeat, and feel the warmth on her lips.
Her hearing and touch became amplified.
Qiao Yuxian couldn’t help but clutch his shirt tighter, fingers tense, her heart beating faster and faster.
To the point her fingertips slightly trembled.
"Don’t. Don’t cover my eyes." Qiao Yuxian held his wrist, her voice trembling.
Her small, nervous, shy voice fell directly into Gu Yanjing’s heart.
He gazed deeper, not moving his hand away, but instead applying a bit more pressure.
Qiao Yuxian felt the dangerous pressure: "Gu Yanjing."
The voice was low, soft, tinged with nervousness towards the unknown.
The small sound was so pitiful, Gu Yanjing slightly came back to his senses, easing his grip a little, taking his hand off her eyes. Seeing she closed her eyes, her lashes trembling uneasily, he kissed her eyelid.
He withdrew, and Qiao Yuxian really tried hard to brace herself, not to be shy, not to hide. But under Gu Yanjing’s gaze, she held on for a few seconds and still couldn’t help but hide herself away.
Although he didn’t laugh out loud, Qiao Yuxian still felt it, and she softly exclaimed: "Don’t laugh!"
Gu Yanjing rubbed the top of her head: "I wasn’t."
"Liar!" Qiao Yuxian muttered.
Gu Yanjing’s eyes held deeper laughter, and after a while, he said: "Sleep."
"You sleep first, I’ll sleep in a moment," Qiao Yuxian said.
"Mm." Gu Yanjing responded.
But after he agreed, he didn’t sleep at all, while Qiao Yuxian, despite her shyness, nobody speaking anymore, so after a while, she fell asleep.
Listening to her steady breathing, Gu Yanjing opened his eyes to look at her.
Watching her sleep so obediently, his cool demeanor uncontrollably tinged with longing.
After a moment, he swallowed, his Adam’s apple rolling gently, and he lay back on the bed, an arm over his eyes, forcing himself not to look at her anymore.
After a while, the restless emotion prompted him to bend one leg...