Ren Qingyue froze. "What?"
Yan Zhao kept her posture, brushing her hair back as she leaned closer. "Kiss me here."
"..."
Ren Qingyue fell silent for a moment, but as she came to her senses, a blush swiftly spread across her cheeks, even reaching the tips of her ears. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Yan Zhao looked crestfallen, puffing out her cheeks. "Can't you?"
Ren Qingyue's heart was in turmoil, avoiding Yan Zhao's expectant gaze. She hastily came up with an excuse. "It's not that I can't, it's just too simple. You could ask for something else."
"Something else?" Yan Zhao tilted her head, thinking.
Unable to come up with anything more complicated, she finally suggested, "How about two kisses?"
Ren Qingyue: "..."
Her face was completely red now, and her heart was beating so fast that even the calming techniques she practiced couldn't help her. If she got too close, Yan Zhao would surely hear it.
What should she do?
Ren Qingyue was at a loss, inwardly cursing Yan Zhao for acting on such a whim. She also berated herself for setting this precedent a year ago when she had impulsively agreed to such rewards. Now, she was stuck.
Seeing that Ren Qingyue hadn't said a word for a while and still hadn't given a clear answer, Yan Zhao became suspicious. "Shijie?"
Ren Qingyue gave up on any hope of escape. "Close your eyes then."
"Oh."
Yan Zhao obediently shut her eyes and leaned her head forward, making it even easier for the kiss to land on her forehead.
Ren Qingyue's gaze fell on Yan Zhao's delicate brows and face. Even though Yan Zhao had her eyes closed, her eyelids fluttered slightly, as if she could open them at any moment.
A faint smile played on Yan Zhao's lips, her expression filled with eager anticipation.
Ren Qingyue's throat tightened. Her mouth felt dry, and her head was spinning. How could she possibly suppress her pounding heart and conceal her shameful desires from Yan Zhao?
She held her breath, steeling herself.
In the next instant, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, Ren Qingyue's kiss barely brushed against Yan Zhao's smooth forehead before retreating.
"Huh? Shijie, that was way too fast!" Yan Zhao opened her eyes abruptly, her voice full of dissatisfaction. "I barely even felt it, can't you go slower?"
Ren Qingyue: "..."
Avoiding Yan Zhao's eyes, she hurriedly closed the book she was reading and stood up, hoping to brush the matter aside.
But Yan Zhao wasn't letting it go. She blocked Ren Qingyue's path, refusing to let her leave until the reward was properly delivered.
Yan Zhao was always particularly persistent when it came to her rewards.
"You already promised," Yan Zhao tugged on Ren Qingyue's sleeve. "One more kiss! You can't go back on your word!"
Ren Qingyue was at a loss.
Common sense told her to refuse, even if it meant disappointing Yan Zhao. After all, Yan Zhao had a childlike nature and would likely forget about this soon enough. She probably wouldn't ask for this kind of reward again.
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed and polished it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=8391517 Yan Zhao was born with blocked meridians and unable to cultivate, making her notorious as the most...