Lu Yibei fell onto the bed.
Ji Qingqian, who had fallen into his arms, quickly got up and lay down beside him:
"Abei, are you alright?"
Lu Yibei blocked her soft hand that was about to touch him.
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
As he spoke, he frowned, indicating discomfort: "...It's just a little sore."
Ji Qingqian noticed that Lu Yibei's nose was red.
Her eyes were full of anxiety, yet she was completely helpless:
"Should we go to the hospital?"
"It's not that exaggerated."
Lu Yibei lay on his back and stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly sat up.
Ji Qingqian sat down on the edge of the bed with him.
Lu Yibei gently touched his still slightly sore nose, then glanced at the Hanfu-clad girl beside him who was staring at him intently, barely daring to breathe.
He chuckled softly:
"Come on, go over there and turn around, make the old man happy, maybe the pain will go away."
Lu Yibei's deliberately roguish tone made Ji Qingqian give him a coquettish glare.
But realizing that he hadn't really looked closely at her outfit, she immediately got out of bed, stood up, and said:
"wait for me."
She then hooked the hair tie off her wrist, bit it between her lips, and tied her hands behind her head.
She tied her hair up in a neat high ponytail as she went to the bathroom to look in the mirror.
After her hair was securely tied up with a hair tie, Ji Qingqian gently shook her head in front of the mirror.
He then turned around and went back into the room, facing Lu Yibei again.
As Lu Yibei had instructed, she nimbly spun around.
As the hem of her light blue horse-face skirt fluttered, her high, dark blue ponytail swayed behind her head.
The girl had snow-white skin and lips like peach blossoms; she was slender and tall, with a cool and heroic air.
After she finished twirling, she lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, bowed slightly, put her hands behind her back, and stood up straight.
She's an ancient beauty who looks like she stepped out of a painting.
However, she wasn't the kind of elegant housekeeper's daughter or a wealthy heiress; the simple white blouse and the understated yet vibrant blue horse-face skirt made the girl before me seem more like…
“…She really is a female knight-errant.” Lu Yibei couldn’t help but murmur.
The girl's thumbs kept twirling behind her back as she softly asked:
"nice?"
Lu Yibei answered truthfully:
"nice."
The girl's jet-black eyebrows curved slightly; she was satisfied but not quite, and asked again:
"It's very good?"
"It's the best looking." Lu Yibei said.
The young girl's lips, like peach blossoms, were pressed into a thin, vibrant line, and she nodded her head.
"That's good."
A woman dresses up for the man she loves.
It was worth it for her to want to wear it for him.
Seeing the boy's eyes filled with self-respect, Ji Qingqian became increasingly satisfied.
To allow the boy to see every inch more clearly, she turned around several times, keeping the area clean.
The slightly fluttering hem of her skirt dazzled Lu Yibei.
He felt that if the girl had a long sword in her hand, it would be like a sword dance.
Then Ji Qingqian paused, reaching out to steady herself against the wall:
I'm dizzy.
"...Don't push yourself so hard!"
Lu Yibei quickly helped the female warrior over. He saw how easily she spun around and assumed she had a background in dance.
Ji Qingqian sat on the bed for a while, and her eyes, which had been dull due to dizziness, finally regained their clarity.
She stood up again:
"I'll take a shower first."
Lu Yibei let out a surprised "Ah":
"You haven't washed yet?"
Ji Qingqian shook her head:
"There has to be the sound of water when you take a shower... What were you doing just now, Abei?"
She was asking about the time she was wearing Hanfu in the bathroom, when she felt that Abei was somewhat absent-minded and didn't even notice if there was any water running.
"Read a book."
Lu Yibei gestured for him to pick up his book, "Red and Blue Frozen in Time".
"You've clearly held it upside down."
"...This is to train my ability to think in reverse," Lu Yibei stubbornly insisted.
You can't exactly say you're fighting against your inner evil thoughts and trying so hard to almost completely block out all external noise.
Ji Qingqian responded with an "oh," and repeated:
"Then I'm going to take a shower."
"Um."
After Qingqian reminded him, Lu Yibei could clearly hear the sound of shower water coming from the bathroom.
He continued to place the books on his crossed lap.
Even when the books were placed upright, he couldn't get his mind to immerse himself in the words.
The sounds he had been trying to block out were now all rushing into his ears, and they were exceptionally clear.
Lu Yibei knew he shouldn't overthink it or look at it too much.
But my eyes still couldn't help but look towards the bathroom door, like a game controller's joystick malfunctioning and uncontrollably sliding towards it.
All you can see is the door.
And it's a very ordinary door.
The only visible light was from inside the bathroom, but the girl's alluring figure was not reflected on the door at all.
But even so…
As the sound of rushing water entered Lu Yibei's ears, inappropriate fantasies still surfaced in his mind...
Because online writing requires an extreme amount of imagination, once the images appeared in Lu Yibei's mind, he completely lost control.
“…”
Lu Yibei took a deep breath.
He tried hard to straighten his mind.
Lu Yibei, oh Lu Yibei, what can I say about you!
Never let willpower defeat your desires... wait, isn't that backwards?
In short, Lu Yibei was sweating profusely.
He even felt an astonishing amount of sweat on his upper lip, and he subconsciously licked it.
Then I immediately realized it.
It's not sweat—
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