Dim moonlight spilled into the large pit where Ye Qiu was.
Dugu Yan carried a bedsheet in her arms, slowly approaching him. The traces of tears on her face had already been wiped away, leaving only a touch of rosy red.
Since her grandfather had already turned things into this situation, the rice is half-cooked.
She didn't want to wait or endure any longer.
She urgently wanted to know how Ye Qiu would handle their relationship.
In the pit, Ye Qiu, who seemed to have fallen asleep, was actually exceptionally clear-headed.
Footsteps, from distant to near, reached his ears, prompting him to open his eyes.
Looking upward, the striking green pupils unexpectedly carried no anger. Instead, they held a hint of nervousness, concern, and shyness.
Her long hair, a mix of purple and green, cascaded down her shoulders and back. Though some strands were a bit messy, covering her slightly blushed and weary face, it made her look even more beautiful, exuding a sense of fragility.
She walked towards Ye Qiu with unhurried steps.
"Miss Dugu. Uh!"
Ye Qiu had just sat up and called her, but Dugu Yan didn't respond. She accelerated and rushed straight towards Ye Qiu, colliding with him and quickly toppling him down.
Ye Qiu made a surprised sound as he lay back in the pit.
However, it was different from when Ye Qiu was alone earlier.
At this moment, the pit no longer felt the slightest chill, and Dugu Yan's delicate figure was now tightly pressed against him. The quilt she brought fell, covering both of them.
A warm breeze blew on Ye Qiu's face, making it hot, and he could smell a sweet fragrance.
"Miss Dugu, are you okay?"
Ye Qiu struggled slightly, feeling a row of silver teeth on his shoulder, moving restlessly.
The current scene was almost identical to being drugged.
Dugu Yan pressed on him, and the sensation and warmth from her chest made it difficult for Ye Qiu to figure out how to position his hands.
"Hiss!" Ye Qiu took a cold breath. Face to face with Dugu Yan, she wriggled her body slightly, moving upwards. Her hands were already on his shoulders.
"Do you think I'm okay? Hm?" Approaching Ye Qiu's ear, her voice was calm. Then, supporting Ye Qiu's shoulders and lifting her upper body slightly, she stared directly at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu clenched his back teeth. Her soft and plump body, every movement she made, was making it difficult for him to suppress the heat within.
"Do I make things difficult for you? Hm?" With a shy and timid expression, she looked down at Ye Qiu. The previously calm voice suddenly trembled.
Her face showed a bit of panic and blood-red color. Both hands seemed to be losing strength, almost falling onto Ye Qiu's face, gathering strength again.
Perhaps it was the residual effect of 'Loving a Stump,' or maybe the stimulation she provided was too intense, making her feel Ye Qiu's warmth again, scalding her.
Facing the ripples in her eyes, Ye Qiu's heart raced uncontrollably. He turned his head away, the Sharingan in his eyes appearing intermittently, desperately wanting to escape and dispel the burning sensation within him.
Dugu Yan's long hair fell down, covering Ye Qiu's cheek, tickling a bit. She didn't speak but quietly waited for Ye Qiu's response.
In just a moment, Ye Qiu adjusted his position.
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