"Here?"

"Yes, yes! Ouch! Don't pinch me!" Because she was sitting on Qin Che's shoulders, her center of gravity wasn't very stable.

Suddenly, Qin Che pinched your ticklish spot, and you instinctively swung the feather duster in your hand twice.

Who knew that the feather duster had probably been unused since it was bought and stored for too long, causing the thread used to tie the feathers to oxidize and break.

In the blink of an eye, you barely managed to steady yourself by clinging to Qin Che's neck.

But the situation is not so optimistic.

After the feather duster was "untied," the previously tidy floor was instantly covered with chicken feathers.

"Pfft!" You held Qin Che's head, looking at the feathers stuck to his head, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Well, this is really bad. My mouth must have been blessed. I said I'd scatter feathers all over the place for free, and it really did... It's even worse than before I cleaned it up."

Qin Che lifted you off his shoulder and casually brushed the feathers off your hair: "What does it matter? We have plenty of time to clean it up slowly..."

"Hahaha~~ That's true, it's actually quite good-looking, like a scene from a TV drama." As you spoke, you grabbed a handful of food from the table next to you and threw it at Qin Che's head with a clear purpose.

Qin Che narrowed his eyes and leaned back slightly, but inevitably a few more feathers got stuck to him.

"Or should we pause cleaning and play a feather fight with you for a while?"

As he spoke, Qin Che's fingertips twitched slightly, and black and red energy swirled up the feathers on the ground, causing them to begin rotating around you.

"Aaaaaah!! Stop! Qin Che, you're cheating! How can we fight like this? The difference in strength is too great! I'm not playing anymore!!!"

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to you, you quickly raised your hands to surrender.

"Oh? You're not playing anymore? No way..." Qin Che reached out and grabbed you as you tried to escape, pulling you into his arms. "Didn't you say you wanted to act in a TV series? That's a good suggestion, let's give it a try..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the feathers, carried by the black and red energy, flew to the ceiling, then exploded and scattered above your heads.

In the rain of feathers, you are held in Qin Che's arms. He bends down slightly, his nose touching yours.

"Qin Che, you're so good at this..." You blinked twice, and you could clearly see the smile filling the red eyes so close to yours.

"Just some little tricks to tease the cat, do you like them?" A deep, pleasant male voice drifted through the rain of falling feathers, adding to its allure.

"I like it, it's kind of romantic, hehehe..." you giggled, cupping Qin Che's head and bringing him closer. "Hmm, the atmosphere is perfect. Next, the male and female leads should have a passionate French kiss..."

Qin Che's gaze never left your face; your image was reflected in his red eyes.

His fingers gently caressed your cheek, the tips of his fingers carrying a slight warmth, slowly sliding down your jawline and finally resting on your lips.

"Hmm, the plot is quite reasonable..."

You tilted your head slightly, your eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The feathers around us continued to fall gently, as if time itself had slowed down at that moment.

Qin Che slowly leaned down, his breath drawing ever closer, and your heart pounded ever faster.

Finally, his lips gently approached, caressing your lips with delicate tenderness.

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