Chapter 169 Confession
Suddenly, the big flying creature let out a soft "whoosh" sound, as if it was surprised.
And gradually became addicted to "sucking people", waving its transparent wings and rolling around Tong Wanwan, rubbing her hair all over.
After rubbing against the opponent, it realized belatedly that it had fallen behind. It swung its tassel-like tail fin and flew into the night sky, becoming a small light that illuminated the darkness again.
Tong Wanwan felt lost.
When she lowered her eyes, she found that the big guy who had just rubbed her hair had left her a "gift".
The long black hair was dotted with blue and gold sparkles, like tiny diamonds embedded in the hair.
Very... beautiful.
Elvis was reluctant to look away, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
At this moment, he discovered that there was also a little sparkling powder on the side of her face.
It is located exactly below the corner of the eye, like a glowing teardrop mole.
Elvis frowned slightly.
Teardrop mole...it's beautiful, but it doesn't suit her.
The next moment.
Tong Wanwan was staring at the sky and was stunned for a moment, then felt an itch on her face.
She turned her head somewhat dazedly, and happened to see Elvis retract his finger that had been gently wiping the corner of her eye.
"...Mr. Marshal?" Tong Wanwan was stunned.
Elvis was silent for two seconds before he hesitated and said, "There's something on my face."
"Huh?"
She touched her cheek with her hand and felt that the place where she was touched was hot. "Here? Is there any more?"
"I'll help you."
The silver-haired man almost subconsciously lowered his eyes and moved closer to her without thinking.
Tong Wanwan: “!”
Before I could react, that big hand had already touched my face. But this time, it was wiped more gently and carefully than before.
This was the first time she and Elvis were so close.
So close that if she raised her eyes slightly, she could see the man's golden, scorching eyes, his tenderness barely concealed, beneath his slightly trembling eyelashes. So close that if she leaned in even closer, she could feel his warm breath, as if they were about to kiss in the next second.
As if he was reluctant to let go, the silver-haired man's fingertips lingered under her eyes for a long time.
Tong Wanwan was stunned. For the first time in her life, she felt her heart beating faster due to excitement.
It was as if time and space stopped and the air disappeared.
She took a deep breath, and even her hair trembled slightly.
But not out of fear or resistance.
But - joy and anticipation.
"I often wonder if 'Cancan' isn't cute enough." Elvis suddenly said.
His hand was still firmly placed on the side of her face, as if he had forgotten to put it down.
"Isn't it that you're not spoiled enough, not clingy enough?"
"Isn't it special enough for you?"
His voice was low and his tone was calm, but she could inexplicably hear a hint of grievance and confusion, "Otherwise, why did you suddenly stop hugging Cancan?"
Tong Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes wide.
I know that the Marshal was referring to the time when she unilaterally discovered his identity but he was unaware of it.
She took a deep breath and finally decided to take this opportunity to confess—
"Because I didn't sleep that night."
After he finished speaking, Elvis' pupils suddenly shrank.
I reacted immediately.
"You already knew that...?"
"Yes." Tong Wanwan tugged at her sleeves, her eyes twinkling. "After knowing that 'Cancan' was Mr. Marshal, I also guessed that the other pets were orcs."
"But I know Mr. Marshal has his own reasons for keeping this a secret from me." She raised her sparkling eyes, "So I'm keeping it a secret from you too. This way, we're even."
In other words, even if you know his true identity, you will still keep him in the pet shop silently?
So...during that time, it wasn’t that I hated “Cancan”.
It was just because it happened so suddenly that I didn't know how to face him.
Ives had never seen a girl like this before.
Clean, clear, and gentle, not like an ordinary person.
He was silent for a long time, then moved his fingers.
Finally he decided to fall down, holding her face, his voice soft and clear.
"Don't you hate me?"
"Never."
After getting a positive answer, Elvis opened his lips, then suddenly stopped.
After a long while, he frankly said, "I am very selfish and very greedy. So..."
There were so many people around the girl that he didn't dare delay even a second, fearing that she would be snatched away by someone else.
"Tong Wanwan."
It was the first time Ives formally called her by her name.
His heart was beating like a drum—
"If you don't hate me, like me more."
Pay more attention to me, talk to me more, and let me become...special to you.
"Okay?"
When he was quiet, even the air around him was tense.
Feeling the golden eyes staring straight at her, Tong Wanwan's eyebrows curved.
Under the extremely surprised gaze of the silver-haired man, she nodded and agreed to his confession.
"Mr. Marshal."
"I've liked you for a long time, more than 'a little'."
Even when confessing her love, Tong Wanwan didn't want to make Mr. Marshal feel inferior and humble.
Elvis is the clouds in the sky, the snow on the mountains, and the radiant light itself.
If he allowed it, she would transform herself into someone worthy of him and run to him.
As if in disbelief, the man closed his eyes and then opened them quickly.
...is real.
Ivis suddenly relaxed his body, lowered his head, and buried his head in her shoulder.
He let out a rare chuckle of obvious joy. His silver hair trembled, tickling Tong Wanwan's neck, as if the itch reached her heart along with his low, magnetic laugh.
"Mr. Marshal, what are you laughing at?" She couldn't help but soften her voice, even the ending tone was sweet and soft, exuding a tenderness and pampering that she herself didn't even notice.
He carefully and lightly sniffed the scent from her neck, which was like the fragrance of flowers or some other special fragrance.
He tentatively raised his arms and held her in his arms.
One second.
Ten seconds.
Half a minute passed.
Tong Wanwan did not refuse, but hugged him instead.
Elvis's heart, which had been hanging in the air after repeated attempts, finally settled down.
He used his hands to hold her tighter.
He said hoarsely, "I was laughing at myself."
"Why?" Tong Wanwan pressed her cheek against the man's chest and could clearly hear his steady and powerful heartbeat, "thump-thump-thump", which slowly turned from a rather rapid sound to normal.
Mr. Marshal... is really worried about her.
"I didn't confess my feelings to you earlier."
"It's not too late now. I'm very happy."
"……Um."
The silver and black figures hugged each other in the moonlight, and hugged each other for a long, long time.
"I like you."
"I like you too, Mr. Marshal."
After a moment of silence, the man lowered his head again and whispered in her ear.
"Do you really like me?"
“Pfft… Really, it’s true!”
Tong Wanwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She just felt that Mr. Marshal was so cautious that she found him adorable.
Not only the hug, but also the heart became warm.
That's so sweet, Mr. Marshal.
(End of this chapter)
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