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Chap 681

Chapter 681

Chapter 681: What does Han Yunxi like?Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

So disappointment followed by surprise was a way to cheer up a girl and touch her heart. Long Feiye had never heard of such methods until now. This was also the first time he even bothered to care.

Would this method be effective on Han Yunxi?

Han Yunxi didn’t expect the sudden question and stared at him as her brain short-circuited. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. Long Feiye slowly drew closer and stared at her with interest as he waited. Despite his patience, he was quite eager to get an answer.

His familiar scent in close proximity made Han Yunxi subconsciously lean back in hopes of distancing herself. She didn’t mind it when he drew close, but his aura was too powerful. It was difficult for her to breathe when he was nearby. Her heart would speed up too, and an indescribable tension would overtake her body.

Long Feiye didn’t pressure her, but he did lean forward when she leaned back. It had been a while since she’d seen him so up close--especially his eyes. Those deep, dark pupils didn’t have their usual chilly air, but were still fathomless. Although she knew she’d lose herself in them if she stared for too long, she stared at them anyways.

Long Feiye, can I see into your heart if I look into your eyes from here?

Long Feiye, just how many secrets are you hiding in that heart?

Time seemed to freeze as everything grew still. The two of them traded mutual stares, each reflected in the gaze of the other.

Suddenly! Han Yunxi lost her balance and toppled backwards. Long Feiye immediately caught her around the waist. But instead of pulling her upright, he lowered himself to meet her and said, “And what about you? What do you like?”

The almost tumble had long startled Han Yunxi back to her senses.

“What do you mean, ‘what do I like?’” she asked while feigning ignorance.

“What kind of flowers do you like?” Long Feiye asked seriously.

“Are you going to give them to me?” Han Yunxi smiled.

Had Long Feiye ever given her flowers? Wouldn’t Jiangnan’s Plum Blossom Sea count? If so, then Long Feiye was unmatched in gifting them. At most, she’d heard of others gifting 999 roses as a romantic gesture, but his entire orchard of plum blossom trees surpassed 999 bouquets. If one was calculating with pure numbers, it’d be impossible to count them all.

No one needed to teach Long Feiye how to gift things because nobody could match his generosity there. Still, he was unhappy at Han Yunxi’s smile and immediately stopped asking about flowers. Instead he tried, “What do you like? Hm?” His eyebrows were furrowed as he insisted on an answer.

“I like…” Han Yunxi fell into serious thought. “I like…”

She thought it over for a long time before asking, “Long Feiye, will you give me anything I like?”

“Mhm,” he didn’t think twice before answering.

“Then listen well,” Han Yunxi grinned mysteriously. Her full weight was lying on his arms, but now she beckoned him to come closer with her finger. She was already bent at near 90 degrees to the floor. If Long Feiye came any nearer, they’d fall over for sure. Thus, he scooped her up and pressed her into his chest before resting his head near her ear.