A moment later, Qin Luo gently stepped back and tenderly wiped away the tears on her face with both hands.
"Yiting, can you give your master some time? Your master promises to give you a satisfactory answer later."
"Although you'll have to make do for a while, I, Qin Luo, assure you that in the near future, you'll definitely have a place by my side."
As Yi Ting listened to Qin Luo's solemn promise, she pursed her lips, seemingly savoring the moment or pondering his words.
"Qin Luo? So that's Master's real name."
Yi Ting murmured to herself, as if the name possessed some kind of special magic.
Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Qin Luo assumed she felt wronged. He gently stroked her cheek with the hand that was wiping away her tears, and whispered:
"Yiting, I know this is a little unfair to you, but..."
When Yi Ting felt Qin Luo's palm rubbing against her cheek, she instantly snapped out of her daze and quickly reached out her finger to gently block his lips.
“Master, there’s no need to say anything. Yiting knows. Yiting is willing to wait, no matter how long it takes.”
After saying that, she removed her finger from his lips and threw herself into Qin Luo's arms, breathing in his scent without restraint.
She didn't know how long the wait would be, she only knew that from now on, she had her own haven.
When Yi Ting threw herself into his arms, her heavy weight made Qin Luo take a step back. It made him realize that people are indeed different; some are as light and graceful as swallows, while others are more voluptuous...
Qin Luo steadied himself and unconsciously placed his hands on her waist. Under his palms, her full waist gave him a unique feeling of tenderness.
"Don't worry, I promise you, you won't have to wait too long for that day."
Qin Luo whispered a promise in her ear, and at that moment a change began to appear in his eyes; he was no longer the aloof person he had been before.
He underwent subtle changes, and looking at Yiting in his arms, the feeling of her voluptuous figure pressed against his chest was an unprecedented thrill.
This made Qin Luo suddenly realize that perhaps there could be more warmth and companionship in his life...
At this moment, Yi Ting's face was full of happiness. She raised her head slightly and pursed her lips when she saw Qin Luo thinking.
"It didn't seem like it was there just now..." Yi Ting murmured to herself, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
She lowered her eyes slightly, as if hesitating, or perhaps gathering her courage.
A moment later, Yi Ting tiptoed slightly in his arms, and in that instant, a faint touch occurred between the two.
Qin Luo, whose train of thought was interrupted, was slightly taken aback. The next moment, his hands moved slightly, almost imperceptibly.
At this moment, no words are needed, yet they speak louder than a thousand words.
......
A few minutes later, Yi Ting gently stepped away from Qin Luo's embrace, but the blush on her face had not yet faded.
Qin Luo looked at her, his heart filled with tenderness, but he hadn't forgotten that Xia Zihan was waiting for him in the shop.
"Yiting, it's getting late, we should go."
"Hmm~"
Yi Ting lowered her head slightly and responded softly, as if she had not yet fully emerged from the atmosphere just now, her eyes still carrying a hint of shyness and longing.
On the way back, Qin Luo kept reminding Yi Ting of various precautions. Yi Ting listened silently, but although she was a little unhappy after hearing some of the requests, she readily agreed for the sake of her master.
And so, the two took a major detour and re-entered the town from another location.
On the other side, in front of the shop.
Xia Qi looked at his younger sister with some helplessness. Seeing her figure, which seemed to be turning into a stone waiting for her husband, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked over to Xia Zihan and said softly, "Xiao Jiu, you've been standing here for most of the day, why don't you take a break?"
Xia Zihan seemed not to hear, her eyes still fixed on the distance, as if she was expecting that familiar figure to appear.
"Fourth Brother, you don't understand."
Xia Qi's lips twitched slightly:
"Alright, alright, you understand. I've been worrying about you for nothing all these years. You've forgotten your fourth brother now that you have a husband."
Xia Zihan's lips curled slightly when she saw him like that.
"Fourth Brother, please don't say that. I haven't forgotten your kindness to me. I remember last time a female knight-errant named Fang came to the capital to find you, and I kindly gave her directions. It's a pity that nothing came of it. That female knight-errant Fang is so heroic and has such profound cultivation, she would be a perfect match for you."
Upon hearing this, Xia Qi's face showed a hint of unease. "You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about? I only met that Lady Fang once, there's no such thing as you're making a big deal out of it."
Xia Zihan, however, persisted, looking at him with great interest and saying:
"Fourth Brother, stop being so stubborn. I saw that Lady Fang's eyes were practically drooling over you. If you took the initiative, you might just create a beautiful story."
Xia Qi glared at her: "Alright, alright, let's drop this matter. Don't bring it up again."
Seeing him like this, Xia Zihan covered her mouth and smiled, then looked into the distance again, hoping that the figure in her heart would suddenly appear in her field of vision.
Seeing this, Xia Qi shook his head helplessly. Xiao Jiu was beyond saving; it seemed she was doomed to be in Qin Luo's hands for life.
Just then, Xia Zihan's eyes lit up as she saw Qin Luo walking towards her in the distance. A bright smile instantly bloomed on her face, and she happily went to greet him.
But when he saw the woman in the pale yellow dress behind him halfway through his walk, a hint of unease flashed in his eyes, and he paused slightly.
The woman had an ordinary face and a gentle demeanor, walking slowly behind Qin Luo.
Qin Luo felt a pang of anxiety when she saw Xia Zihan running over, thinking she had given herself away. But she breathed a sigh of relief when Xia Zihan stopped halfway and observed Yi Ting.
After a while, when Qin Luo brought Yi Ting to the shop, an eerie atmosphere filled the space between the two women.
Xia Zihan slightly raised her chin, her eyes scrutinizing Yi Ting from head to toe.
"This woman has an ordinary appearance and nothing special about her. I don't think she will have much of an impact on my relationship with Qin Luo."
Xia Zihan's gaze fell on Yi Ting's plain features, and she pondered to herself.
Yi Ting looked back at Xia Zihan with composure and confidence, her eyes showing no sign of backing down.
"Although this woman seems somewhat arrogant, her figure is just average. How much of a threat could she pose?"
Yi Ting's gaze was fixed on Xia Zihan's chest, silently judging her in her heart.
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