65 Chapter 65 Secret Place
◎ Yunhe's movements are too gentle◎
When Su Yunyan pushed the door open and walked in, he saw Yuliu's back as soon as he raised his eyes.
The girl sat at the only wooden table in the center of the outer hall, her slender figure facing the morning light pouring in through the wooden window, her skirt hanging down to the ground like a lotus, rippling slightly in the spring breeze.
She sat very high up, her slender figure coated with brilliance, like a treasure being carefully held high by someone.
Yunhe stood with his back to the light, his entire figure seemed to be cast in shadow.
The two figures of light and dark should have been clearly separated, but at this moment they were like cranes embracing each other, leaning towards each other and sticking very close to each other.
"you……"
Su Yunyan walked over at a leisurely pace. As he passed the shattered white porcelain teacup, he paused for a moment and suddenly cleared his throat. "What are you talking about? You seem so engrossed?"
After saying this, he glanced at the two of them, pausing only for a moment at Yunhe's slightly disheveled collar before frowning slightly. He had quickly concealed this subtle movement, but as he interlocked their necks and gazed at Yuliu's rosy red lips, a smile curved his lips, his brows lowered again, and he said with a hint of authority, "Sister Yuliu."
“…Hello, brother.”
Yuliu didn't expect Su Yun to be so familiar at the banquet. She was shocked by the address and subconsciously moved closer to Yunhe's chest.
Su Yunyan watched calmly, clearly unhappy, but the corners of her mouth curved upwards. "Sister, don't be so rude in front of outsiders."
What Su Yunyan meant was that the Su family had very strict family education, and they must not lose their manners in front of "Yunhe", an outsider.
——He left a good chair there but sat at the table instead.
But Yuliu was obviously thinking of another level of "offense".
She licked her lips lightly, clearly answering Su Yunyan's question, but her peach eyes shone brightly as she looked at Yun He. Her expression of surprise revealed a hint of mockery, a question she had already given. "Oh... so according to what you mean, brother, I was indeed 'disrespectful' to Young Master Yun?"
"Let her do whatever she likes." Yun He smiled helplessly upon hearing this, and placed his slender jade-like hand on the wooden table spread out by Yuliu, moving it along the folds of the girl's dress. When his palm landed lightly, it just happened to rest on Yuliu's slender waist. With a little strength in his wrist, he supported the girl's waist with one hand and easily brought Yuliu down from the table.
Yun He saw from the corner of his eye that the hem of the girl's skirt was lifted by the spring breeze, forming a small arc like waves. Suddenly, he tilted his head and bent his neck, his breath falling right on Yu Liu's ear, and said slowly: "Do whatever makes you feel comfortable. I don't mind."
As Yun He spoke, he retracted his right hand and even smoothed out the fine lines on the Yuliu belt as naturally as if he had done it thousands of times.
After doing all this, he turned around for the first time, glanced at this nominal brother of Yuliu, and asked in a flat voice, "Young Master, why are you here?"
It is said that the eldest brother is like a father. Logically speaking, Yunhe should be more kind to Yuliu's brother.
But Yunhe intuitively didn't like Su Yunyan.
The last time someone made Yun He feel so unpleasant was the Fourth Prince Xiao Tianmin.
Yunhe seems gentle and refined on the surface, but in fact he has always been indifferent to most people in this world except Yuliu. It is only because he has no personal preferences or likes or dislikes that he can treat people with moderation.
"This is the villa where I rested before the Flower Festival. Why can't I come? Besides, I knocked on the door three times before entering, but you seemed... not to notice?" Su Yunyan still had that signature smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, which easily gave people an inexplicable sense of disharmony. "But, I want to ask what you were talking about just now. What made you seem so engrossed?"
Um……?
What do you want to talk about?
Yuliu's right hand was hanging on the edge of the wooden table. Upon hearing the words, her pink and white fingertips swayed in the spring breeze, curling and sliding down like a dragonfly skimming the water, when the breeze passed by.
Her fingertips gently brushed the corner of her lips, and her eyes glanced at the carved wooden window that let in the spring light.
Yuliu thought:
Me and Yunhe...
It seems like there was nothing to talk about?
Wasn't it just that they had a frank and sincere exchange of words with each other, and then during the process of communication, Yuliu felt that she had been tilting her neck to cater to him for too long, and the sweet and astringent feeling that kept expressing her love flowed down her neck, making her waist feel weak and unable to bear it.
So while she was moaning, her slender hands on Yun He's shoulders and neck suddenly tugged at the collar with floating green bamboo patterns. But in fact, the strength of her soft fingertips was probably not as strong as the rapid breath.
But she still felt Yun He's hand wrapping around her waist, and using his wrist to forcefully press her into his hot and hard chest, hugging her. In a hurry, her willow-like neck tilted back more obviously, but soon Yun He used his clever strength to gently pull her up and carried her to sit on the wooden table.
This way she can feel more comfortable and relaxed.
…
Then, when the morning light was at its brightest and a pair of magpies cuddled together and chirped sweetly flew over the branches of trees in the countryside, the two of them expressed their feelings to each other intimately, and after laughing for a few words, they remembered that there was a person like the eldest son of the Su family outside the house.
But before they could say a few words, Su Yunyan, the eldest son of the Su family, came uninvited.
Her brother is really...
It's a bit of a letdown.
Yuliu curled her lips.
However, she had no feelings for this nominal brother, so there was no need for her to tell Su Yunyan too much about her relationship with Yunhe. So Yuliu simply avoided answering the question and, using the cover of her wide sleeves, gently poked Yunhe with her elbow.
Yuliu stood beside Yunhe, his eyes were wandering and he didn't look carefully. He moved casually, not knowing where he poked. He only heard Yunhe suddenly cough.
Yun He's hands, which had been half-backed since he faced Su Yunyan, suddenly tensed up at the knuckles. From the front, it was clear that he was staring at the eldest young master without a moment's sidelong glance, but it was as if he had grown an eye on the back of his head that could locate Yuliu independently. His hand, with slightly bulging veins, quickly and accurately grabbed Yuliu's forearm.
Through the sleeve, Yunhe's thumb gently stroked the slender lines of Yuliu's wrist.
Yuliu felt that she might have just...
She really accidentally touched something she shouldn't have touched, so Yunhe grabbed her naughty hand and gave her a slight warning.
but……
Yunhe's movements were too gentle.
Yu Liu had always known that Yun He had distinct knuckles on his fingers. Her wrist, held in Yun He's hand, seemed too fragile to be grasped. His slender fingers rubbed against the soft flesh of her arm...
The spring breeze blew through the tips of her hair, and her heart moved. She recalled the tingling, numbness and joy that overflowed from her heart when their lips and tongues were entangled in the early spring. All her body's perception was precisely focused on the part that was held by that white hand.
Her ten fingers moved in unison, curling up slightly, as if she still remembered the delicate touch of her fingertips stroking the blue-green bamboo pattern on the collar.
Yuliu leaned her head against his chest, as if she had been caught doing something bad, and put on an aggrieved and weak look, then turned her wrist slightly.
Yunhe thought that he had hit Yuliu too hard and hurt her. He frowned slightly in annoyance and subconsciously loosened his knuckles a little, leaving only two fingers loosely hooked on Yuliu's slender wrist.
Yuliu kept her head down, but she bit her lips lightly, trying not to let a triumphant smile escape her lips.
Yuliu had been standing beside Yunhe, slightly sideways half a step. Relying on Yunhe's stature to block the sight of her "outsider" brother, her mischievous hand quietly parted their folded sleeves, following the silver-lined bamboo grain, and creeping in little by little...
The slender fingertips carried the gentle spring breeze and quietly slid into Yunhe's sleeves.
Yunhe noticed Yuliu's movement, but simply loosened his grip on her hand. As he fell down, he landed squarely on Yuliu's caressing fingertips.
As their fingertips overlapped and entwined, their fingers relaxed at the same time, and as their palms intertwined, Yuliu seemed to be able to clearly touch the shallow calluses on Yunhe's knuckles.
Curiosity and a sense of exploration burst out, driving Yuliu almost instantly, and she subconsciously rubbed Yunhe's thin callus with her knuckles.
Very subtle feeling.
It was like a switch was flipped.
Yun He's fingers seemed to tremble slightly, and then, in a moment, his slender and powerful fingers parted the delicate hand that was playing with his calloused hands, and slid into the gaps between his fingers along the texture of the girl's palm, and then...
Fingers interlocked.
Hold it tightly.
When Yuliu shook hands again, her fingertips rubbed against Yunhe's protruding metacarpal bones and lightly landed on his slightly raised blue veins.
Although their fingers were only interlocked under their sleeves, invisible to anyone, Yuliu could feel the pulse and heartbeat coming from under the pale bamboo-colored veins under her fingertips, and her smiling voice finally couldn't help but overflow from between her lips and teeth.
Yuliu pursed her lips instantly and rubbed the back of Yunhe's palm lightly with her fingertips a few times, as if deliberately telling the other party that she had discovered that he was not as calm as he seemed.
The heart pulse was clearly surging.
Yuliu looked up, her eyelids raised, and her smile, which was rare even for her eye bags, was as crescent-shaped as a crescent. Her light-colored eyes were full of smiles as she looked at Yunhe.
Yunhe tilted his head and lowered his eyes, his expression showing no obvious change, but Yuliu could read a kind of helpless indulgence that was unique to Yunhe from his brows.
The two intertwined their fingers, and their eyes met for a moment. In order to hide the laughter that she had just let out, Yuliu looked away and looked at Su Yunyan, the eldest son of the Su family. There was still a hint of tenderness for Yunhe in her eyes, and her whole temperament seemed gentle, soft, relaxed and comfortable.
"I just mentioned brother to Yunhe and exchanged a few words," Yuliu said with a smile, "but before we could even finish our conversation, brother came here in person. It shows that we siblings are truly in tune with each other."
"Really?" Su Yunyan looked at Yuliu, his lips still raised, but the smile in his eyes still hidden. "If we really are in tune with each other, then I think..."
"Sister, you should know that I'm here to reunite with our Su family." Su Yunyan looked around the empty outer hall that had been visible since he pushed the door open. He knew the outcome but remained oblivious. He leaned slightly towards Yuliu and asked, "But...where is the Fourth Prince's consort?"
Su Yunyan was dressed in brocade clothes, which seemed to have been fumigated with wood incense by servants, leaving a lingering smell of spices.
Yuliu couldn't tell what kind of fragrance it was. She only vaguely recognized that it seemed to be the famous fragrance commonly used by wealthy families. However, as soon as she smelled the scent of spices roasted with fire, her body moved faster than her thoughts. Before Su Yunyan finished speaking, she subconsciously took a half step back, immediately widening the distance between her and Su Yunyan.
When Yuliu moved behind Yunhe and smelled the familiar herbal fragrance, he suddenly realized:
She was not used to the scent of wood incense that Su Yunyan had on him.
She only likes the smell of herbs.
【Author’s words】
She only likes Yunhe.
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