Song QingShu burrowed under the blankets, and as usual, his hand slipped beneath the hem of her robes and pulled her into his embrace. "Zhiruo … Eh?"
If it was in the past, he might not have been able to detect anything when his blood rushed to his head. However, with his current cultivation, he could see things in the dark as if it was daytime. Moreover, he often didn't just use his eyes to sense people. He could also remember a person's Qi.
What's more, the size was different … Ahem, the fragrance was different too.
He immediately found something abnormal. "Miss … Miss Yuan?"
Yuan Ziyi had been waiting for Zhou Zhiruo to come back, but Zhou Zhiruo didn't come back. Therefore, she fell asleep in a daze. When she was suddenly hugged by someone, her first reaction was that Zhou Zhiruo had come back.
She thought, "Why did my senior sister do this …"
However, she immediately realized that the breath of the person beside her was different, and his hands were definitely not that of a woman. Thinking that a man hugged her like this, she woke up all her sleepiness at once.
When she was about to exclaim and attack him with her palm, she froze when she heard his voice. "Brother … Brother Song?"
Song Qingshu looked at the door subconsciously and thought that he had gone to the wrong place. However, after looking at the room, he found that there was no mistake. "Why are you here? Where's Zhiruo?"
Yuan Ziyi's mind went blank. She answered subconsciously, "My senior sister asked me to come here and sleep with her tonight. She just said that she needed to go to the toilet … I … I …"
Hearing the other party's incoherent speech, Song QingShu immediately understood what was going on. It was most likely Zhiruo's scheme to matchmake the two of them.
He carefully explained, "Well, Miss Yuan, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect that it was you …"
Yuan Ziyi's trembling voice came in the dark. "Brother Song, can you take your hands off me first?"
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't react in time." Song Qingshu hurriedly took back his hands. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he sat up from the bed and flicked his fingers. A stream of Pure Yang Genuine Qi shot into the oil lamp. Soon, the room was bright again.
As the light was turned on, Yuan Ziyi's flushed face appeared. She grabbed the quilt to cover her chest and looked at him with a grievance. Her eyes were watery as if tears would fall down at any time.
Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. "I'm really sorry. I swear to God, I really didn't mean it."
"I know." Yuan Ziyi suddenly said.
Song Qingshu was stunned. "Huh?"
Yuan Ziyi let out a sigh gloomily, "If I'm not mistaken, Senior Sister Apprentice must have set it up."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Well, Zhiruo didn't do it out of bad intentions. Don't blame her for this. In the end, it's all my fault." He was worried that the other party would bear a grudge against Zhou Zhiruo. That would be troublesome.
Yuan Ziyi shook her head. "Senior Sister Apprentice must have set us up. How could I blame her? It's just … just …" She was smart. Thinking of Zhou Zhiruo's hints, she instantly understood what was going on tonight.
Thinking that Song Qingshu did it for her own good, she naturally wouldn't hold a grudge against him. However, she was a virgin after all, and it was a little scary for her to do that.
Thinking of something, she became sadder and sadder as she spoke. Big drops of tears fell down her cheeks.
Song Qingshu immediately panicked. "Well, don't cry like I really bullied you."
Yuan Ziyi glanced at him with hidden bitterness, thinking, "How could you say you didn't bully me just now?" Thinking of this, she burst into more tears.
Song QingShu sucked in a breath of cold air. "In the end, it's all because of my hands. Why don't you slash me a few times to vent your anger?" As he spoke, he stretched out both his hands.
Yuan Ziyi spat. "You know I won't slash you, but you still did it on purpose."
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly and grabbed a small stool. "I really don't want my hands to be broken. How about you smash me with the stool? In this way, I won't break my hands, and you can vent your anger. "
Yuan Ziyi took the stool and bit her lips. "Then I'll smash you for real."
Song Qingshu looked like he was ready to die a martyr. "Go ahead. In order to apologize, I won't run my martial arts to resist."
Yuan Ziyi held the stool and made a few gestures. Finally, she threw it aside and sighed. "Forget it."
Song Qingshu approached her. "Miss Yuan, are you reluctant to do that?"
Yuan Ziyi turned her face to him. "Anyway, you've seen what I should and shouldn't have seen and touched what I should and shouldn't have. It's meaningless for me to beat you again."
Hearing the loneliness in her tone, Song Qingshu was stunned. Then he remembered what they had done before. Although they were all accidents, they were indeed more intimate than many couples.
Now, he couldn't let the woman take the initiative to say anything. He directly grabbed her shoulders and made her face him. Looking at her big tearful eyes, he said in a low voice, "I'm a playboy. I didn't express my feelings before because I was afraid of delaying you. But after thinking about it, I think it's too hypocritical. If you really choose someone else, I can't stand it. So, if you agree, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."
Yuan Ziyi trembled all over. She didn't expect that he would suddenly say these things to her. The window paper between them was finally broken. Her heart was beating fast, but she still couldn't help saying, "What if I don't agree?"
As soon as she said these words, she regretted it. She had been envious of Kasley's pure nature, who could say whatever she thought without any scruples. She had warned herself many times in her heart that sometimes she shouldn't lose her temper and say something against her will. In the end, she would suffer losses.
But at the last moment, she still couldn't change this habit. She slightly opened her red lips and wanted to explain. However, she had always been proud. She thought it was a bit shameful that her grandfather sent her here. She shouldn't make it seem that she was in a hurry to stick to him.
"At worst, I can go back to inherit my master's mantle and become a monk completely."
Thinking of that kind of ending, a trace of sadness appeared on her face.
Song Qingshu was also stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect this answer from her. However, after getting along with her for so long, he roughly knew what kind of person she was. He said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Anyway, I won't allow you to marry anyone except me."
Yuan Ziyi never thought that he would be so overbearing. However, this overbearing made her completely relaxed. Because she didn't need to struggle anymore and take the initiative to express her feelings.
Song Qingshu gently held the chin of the girl in front of him. He had to admit that Yuan Ziyi was really beautiful. Her thin eyebrows were as light as a distant mountain. Her phoenix eyes looked more delicate and charming because she had just shed tears. The skin on her face was as pure as the first snow. Her rosy and delicate cherry lips looked more tender and charming under the candlelight, making people unable to resist biting them.
Feeling that his face was getting closer and closer to her, Yuan Ziyi's mind went blank. Should she refuse him? What if he really misunderstood that she didn't like him? But if she didn't refuse, would it seem that she was too unreserved?
She struggled inwardly, but her eyes slowly closed. Only her slightly trembling eyelashes showed how restless she was at this time.
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A few days ago, it was longer. Many readers said that the pace was too fast. Now, wouldn't it seem too slow if he took it slowly?
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