Chapter 85: A Gentle Hug
Such a tough character appearing on a woman with such a soft appearance would always unknowingly move one’s heart. Song Jiaoyue’s heart began beat wildly, without any fathomable reason. While she was currently in an extremely sorry state, it could not conceal the charm between her brows.
This charm of hers was different from the usual pretty woman’s on the street. Theirs instead just seemed vulgar when held up to hers. Hers seemed to be a completely natural byproduct, such that one would never be able to associate it with the word ‘vulgar’, but also be left completely unable to overlook it.
Looking at her, impure thoughts sprung up within Song Jiaoyue’s mind as his heartbeat involuntarily sped up. “It’s not that I can’t go up. I have some minor achievements in lightness techniques. I can definitely take someone and leap out of here with this height. It’s just that this might be somewhat too rude.”
“What’s there to be rude or polite about here? Going up is the most important.” These ancient people really were troublesome. Speaking of politeness and rudeness amidst saving lives? What’s more, no one else would see them either.
Song Jiaoyue had concluded previously that her personality was pure while also bold and straightforward, possessing the courage of someone of the jianghu. It was only because of that assessment that he’d dared to bring something like this up. Otherwise, he would’ve just jumped up himself and brought someone to pull her up. But in the end, he didn’t want to give up the chance to get closer to her.
It was just that he hadn’t thought that Bai Xiangxiu wouldn’t have the slightest sense of suspicion or doubt, instead immediately agreeing to his words. Actually, if she had rebutted or questioned him even a little, he feared that his heart would have gone cold. He might not have been able to raise his head before her again, feeling that his words had been too much and too dirty. However, she had not done so, and her face was actually filled with earnestness.
That’s right, his eyes were much too blazingly intense, such that even Bai Xiangxiu could help but question if this man actually did like her. However, if he did, why had he rejected her back then? Thinking of this, she calmed down once more, guarding her chest a little and letting him take her within his embrace.
Song Jiaoyue’s heart was pounding crazily. He forcibly composed himself, but was still inevitably panicked. Actually, he was but a youth just past the age of twenty. By age, Bai Xiangxiu was older than him by a few years. Therefore, however much he wanted to conceal it, his nervousness still showed a bit. For example, the slight trembling of his arms or the beating of his heart that was almost leaping out of his chest. For instance,whether intentional or unintentional, him stooping a little to sniff the fragrance at her neck. When he had hugged her, even Bai Xiangxiu felt that this hug was really a little too gentle. Gentle to the point that she almost had other thoughts.
An incomprehensible feeling of nervousness assaulted her, her body shrinking inwardly even further. The view of her back just made him want to embrace her more and more.
No, not just embrace her, even going a step beyond that.
He couldn’t, the current situation was already enough. He couldn’t overthink things.
“Mm.” The other party was too gentle, she couldn’t just curse at someone like that. She just waited for him to gather his energy, and leap out of that deep pit in the next moment.
When her feet finally touched stable ground once more, she breathed out with relief. Song Jiaoyue’s arms seemed to be somewhat unwilling to let go of her. She didn’t know whether it was a hallucination or not, but she seemed to have heard a sigh breathe out from behind her.
She abruptly turned back for a glance, but Song Jiaoyue’s expression was exceptionally gentle as he smiled, “Are you okay?”
“Yes…” So it had indeed been a hallucination.
Song Jiaoyue was currently still rejoicing within his heart. He wanted to call someone over to pull that fallen servant out, but saw someone barge over towards them in large steps just as he started walking off.
Sending them off at his door, Song Jiaoyue was going to escort them further when he received a certain object. It was his scarf, having been personally sent over by Shu’er. This was Long Heng’s idea, not wanting to let her bring back an object of another male back to the Li Manor. Her blood still stained that light blue scarf. Gripping it tightly within his hand, he smiled wryly, then turned and left.
He hid the scarf, but because of some family matters, he returned two hours later to discover that it was actually gone. He shouted in a panic, “Yu Se, which one of you moved the scarf in my cupboard?”
Bai He rushed over when she heard him shouting, shocked for a moment before she replied, “It was me… I found that that scarf was too dirty, so I took it to wash.”
“You, who allowed you to randomly touch my things?! Have I been too lenient with you all lately? None of you treat me as your master any more, is it!? You move my things about as you like!” He hadn’t wanted anyone to touch it, but now that all that remained of her had already been washed away, so what was the point of him keeping it any more?
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