Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

As if he saw her slightly resentful look, Qi Jueyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

In fact, Qi Jueyu knew about the great news brought by the little maid beside her, and his spy also came to tell him the whole story today.

It turned out that it was his good brother who did it. He also knew that Yun Qian didn't want it, so he was not worried. These would not be a problem. But now it seems that Yun Qian is a little anxious. She ran to him to beg for it late at night, right?

Thinking of this, Qi Jueyu was somewhat happy to be regarded as a savior by her, but Yun Qian just sat aside without saying a word.

Qi Jueyu couldn't hide his slightly lonely look. He went from being calm and composed at first to becoming more serious later. Why was he so anxious?

The room was quiet and silent. Suddenly, a fine rain began to fall outside the window. The rain curtain hung low, like a curtain woven with tassels. Yun Qian heard the sound, turned her head to look, and then opened the window again, letting the raindrops float in and hit her face.

The candlelight flickered in the room, and the drizzle thickened into a thin mist. The night seemed to be separated by a hazy barrier, and all was silent. Raindrops slanted down the eaves, occasionally splashing onto her sleeves, sending a chill deep into her heart. Just then, a pair of warm hands silently placed their hands on her shoulders. Yun Qian turned slightly and met Qi Jueyu's deep, ocean-like eyes.

She froze. She should have thrown a tantrum and broken free, but she seemed drawn to the night and his presence, unable to move. Qi Jueyu's gaze betrayed a hidden yet seemingly uncontrollable emotion, like an unfathomable undercurrent beneath his surface. In the silence, his breath lingered beside her ear, carrying the coolness of night rain and a familiar scent of sandalwood.

It smelled very good, not heavy at all. She actually craved for this fragrance, hoping to grab more from him.

"Yun Qian," he called her softly, his voice slightly hoarse, as if coming from the depths of his heart.

The drizzle intensified, its warm water droplets gently dusting them, casting a hazy chill over the entire night. Yun Qian, in Qi Jueyu's embrace, felt a chill seeping through the fabric of her clothes, only to be gradually dissipated by his body warmth. She raised her head slightly, her eyes gleaming like tiny starlight, her face soft and hazy in the night. Qi Jueyu's fingers lingered on her cheek, as if reluctant to let go, yet with a hint of restrained tenderness.

Yun Qian's eyes trembled slightly, and her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start. She looked at him, and for a moment she was dazed. This man actually looked at her with such a passionate and forbearing gaze, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

As the rain intensified, the hall grew quieter, as if isolated by layers of rain, leaving only the two of them. Occasionally, a breeze would carry cool raindrops into the hall, gently brushing against their faces and sleeves, bringing an unexpected sense of closeness. Yun Qian looked out the window, her clear eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight, appearing hazy and profound in the dim light.

She sighed softly, her voice low and gentle, seemingly casual, but with hidden emotions that were difficult to conceal.

Qi Jueyu glanced at her sideways, the faint light of the candlelight passing across his eyebrows, reflecting a deep and gentle expression. He saw her staring out the window blankly, her eyes seemed a little blurry, so he couldn't help but slowly move closer and whispered, "What are you thinking about?"

Yun Qian came to her senses and looked up to meet his eyes, which were so close to her. In that moment, their eyes met, and their breathing seemed to pause slightly. Her face was so close to his that she could clearly feel his scent, a scent with a hint of sandalwood that seemed to belong only to him.

"I won't let you marry him." The man's voice was still as calm and steady as usual, but Yun Qian could hear the seriousness and cherishment in his words.

A flicker of struggle flickered in Qi Jueyu's eyes, but he finally allowed himself to slowly approach, carrying with him a long-suppressed emotion. His hand gently caressed Yun Qian's face, the warmth of his fingertips causing her to shiver slightly. She lowered her eyes, as if to avoid his intense gaze, but she couldn't move an inch. In that moment, she seemed to let go of all her worries and guard, tilting her head slightly, allowing him to completely erase the long-dissolved distance.

In just a moment, the two people's breaths intertwined, making it impossible to tell one from the other.

Taboo is the best aphrodisiac.

.........

When the passion reached its peak, the man tasted the salty wetness on her cheek and was stunned. Why was she crying?

What made her unhappy? Just as she was about to stop, Yun Qian reached out and pulled her back...

Yun Qian didn't say any inflammatory words tonight as she usually did, trying to disturb his peace. She knew that there was no need for that. She just needed to enjoy the warmth of tonight peacefully.

Although she had prepared herself mentally, this was her first experience with this body, so it was inevitable that she felt a little uncomfortable. Whenever Qi Jueyu saw her frown, he would come over and ask if she was okay. Yun Qian had never expected that the usually taciturn man would become so...

This is a bit long-winded.

Doesn't he know that just because she didn't say no, she wants it?

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There was a drizzle, and Yun Qian leaned in his arms. The jade-like person was so tired at this time that she was held in Qi Jueyu's arms.

Yun Qian was terribly sleepy, yet she could feel herself in a warm, comfortable place. This place... felt a little hard, a little bit hard on her. But she also felt a lingering, intoxicated feeling, and for a moment, she forgot about it.

At the moment she finally fell asleep, she seemed to be able to hear the rhythm of their two heartbeats intertwined, turning into an irresistible bond in the night.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually shifted from gentle to rapid, like thousands of raindrops pounding densely on leaves and tiles, creating a crisp and noisy sound. The originally fine raindrops gradually intertwined into a dense curtain of rain, and the thick water vapor gathered like layer upon layer of gauze, enveloping the night and blurring the outline of the mountain forest.

The rain poured down from the eaves, forming vertical water lines, splashing onto the stone road, splashing water and stirring up a vigorous vitality.

From time to time, a gust of wind blew, blowing cool raindrops into the hall. The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of grass and wood, mixed with the smell of moist earth. The sound of rain became more and more intense, echoing between heaven and earth like drumbeats, covering up the silence of the night, but bringing a kind of quiet peace in the noise.

The raindrops hit the surface of the lake far away from Qianqiu Temple, creating ripples, which seemed to silently tell the entangled emotions in Qianqiu Temple.