Quick Wear: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Female Cultivator of the Hehuan Sect (11)

  Xie Chaoshi paused.

  His palm curled up slightly, almost wanting to hold her. Feeling the touch of his palm, in fact, the hand holding him was just hanging loosely on it.

  But it can't let people break free in the first place.

  Xie Chaoshi turned around, and it was clear that his arm was controlling the movement, but the fingers on his palm still slid down a little bit and scraped across the base of his thumb.

  He caught his arm before it hit the edge of the bed.

  Xie Chaoshi maintained this posture.

  After a long time, he took off the jade pendant from his waist and placed it next to her pillow, just on top of the note.

  Then he stuffed her left arm into the quilt. The firelight flickered and the dark shadow disappeared in an instant.

  The cold fragrance from his body still lingered in the air, faintly.

  But it is extremely reassuring.

  That night, Ruan Ruan slept soundly, with the corners of her lips slightly upturned, as if she had a good dream.

  ...

  The next day.

  When Ruan Ruan got up from the bed, she accidentally hooked something. She heard a muffled sound and her eyes moved over.

  I saw a snow-white jade pendant lying on the foot pedal, and a long piece of paper was stuck to the tip of the shoe.

  She bent down and picked up the two things, then turned over the note to look at it.

  He left when Xie Chaoshi arrived.

  I sighed after reading it. I flirted with that person for so long, but in the end, he or she just left without saying goodbye, without even seeing you for the last time.

  She couldn't help but doubt herself. Did she flirt too much?
  He obviously liked her initiative before. Could it be that everything has really changed in this new world?
  She poked the system.

  After hearing what Ruan Ruan said, the system was very shocked.

  "Host, why do you think so?! Didn't you take down the hero before without doing anything? It should be that your attack was too fierce and he couldn't bear it. Now you should take advantage of the victory and take him down in one fell swoop!"  

  "But don't you think now is a good time to cultivate feelings with Qin Yan?" It squinted its eyes, "Anyway, there are five male protagonists, so we can take our time."

  Ruan Ruan listened to what it said and nodded.

  "You're right. If he runs away, I'll catch him later!"

  So when Qin Yan came in, she was crying bitterly.

  It was already noon and she hadn't left the house yet. He could hear faint crying sounds coming from through the carved wooden door. After knocking on the door twice without any response, Qin Yan couldn't help but rush in.

  I saw that she was holding something in her palm, with light blue tassels protruding from it.

  She shed tears silently, and occasionally couldn't help but cry out. The area around her eye sockets was red and slightly swollen.

  When she saw him come in, she didn't even try to hide her tears and continued to shed them.

  Sobbing, "You...how did you get in?"

  Qin Yan leaned over to wipe her tears, his fingertips rubbing across her delicate skin. The tears stayed on her cheeks for too long, causing a slight sting, and the gentle touch made her feel a little uncomfortable.

  The skin where my fingertips slid over also turned red.

  Qin Yan looked at her tightly grasping the thing in her hand, his eyes flashing, and asked.

  "what happened?"

  His voice was soft and coaxing, and his affectionate eyes looked at her intently, waiting patiently for her answer.

  "Brother Chao Shi...Brother Chao Shi passed away suddenly. He was fine yesterday..."

  Ruan Ruan sniffed, the tip of her nose turned red from crying, and her voice was trembling as she spoke.

  Qin Yan patted her trembling back gently, slowly helping her to breathe, his big palms sliding across her back, his overly long fingers always touching her butterfly bones.

  The fingertips pressed lightly, as if tracing its curve.

  (End of this chapter)