Therefore, after thinking for a while, Chu Qinghe slowly got up, went to the kitchen to get some wood, and then jumped onto the roof.
Immediately afterwards, Yaoyue sensed some strange noises coming from the roof.
Before Yaoyue could guess what Chu Qinghe was doing, she saw Chu Qinghe leap from the rooftop into the courtyard, and then use the "Transplanting Flowers and Jade" technique to drag two stoves up to the rooftop.
A moment later, Chu Qinghe's voice came from the rooftop.
"Please bring up the wine while you're at it."
Upon hearing this, Yaoyue, filled with curiosity, picked up the wine pot on the table and jumped up.
When Yaoyue came up, she saw that Chu Qinghe was lying diagonally on the roof. On both sides of him, some wooden blocks were piled up, making the originally sloping roof into a flat pile of wood.
The two stoves that Chu Qinghe had taken away earlier were now sitting steadily on this neatly shaving pile of wood.
After taking a few slow steps, Yaoyue sat down next to Chu Qinghe and handed the wine pot to him.
After Chu Qinghe took the wine pot, Yaoyue lay down as well.
Perhaps tonight, on this rooftop, it's just the two of them, Chu Qinghe and her.
Perhaps it was because she had acquired a top-grade Heaven-level lightness skill that made up for her shortcomings, that Yaoyue was in an exceptionally good mood at this moment.
When she lay down, Yaoyue didn't lie down properly as usual; instead, she crossed her legs like Chu Qinghe.
But you should know that today's Yaoyue is different from the past. In the past, Yaoyue wore white pants under her long skirt.
But today, beneath her skirt, Yaoyue was wearing stockings made of black jade silkworm silk.
Under the hazy moonlight, the legs beneath the fishing net seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fluorescence, possessing a special kind of magic.
Therefore, as Yaoyue's raised leg swayed gently in the air, Chu Qinghe's gaze was inevitably drawn to it. Suddenly, he felt that the bright moon in the sky seemed to have been overshadowed, and all Chu Qinghe could see were those long, straight black legs.
As the saying goes, the most deadly form of showing off is the subtle kind, and the allure that comes unintentionally is the most captivating.
Just like Yaoyue at this moment, she was completely unaware of just how attractive this seemingly casual action was to a man.
Suddenly, Chu Qinghe realized that whether it was Dongfang Bubai or Yaoyue, they could wear the same outfit when they were in his courtyard.
When you're out, it's better to dress more normally.
Otherwise, if others saw the two women like this, they would suffer a great loss.
As if noticing Chu Qinghe's gaze, Yaoyue raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "You seem particularly interested in this black jade silkworm silk?"
Hearing Yaoyue's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but roll his eyes.
What are you saying? You're interested in black jade silkworm silk? Do you think I'm that kind of shallow person?
Afterward, Chu Qinghe shifted his gaze from the captivating object in the air and casually handed the wine pot to Yaoyue.
"Here you go!"
Faced with the wine pot handed to her by Chu Qinghe, Yaoyue naturally and familiarly put it to her lips and took a sip.
As the wine entered her mouth, it quickly transformed into a warm current within her body. Looking up at the bright moonlight in the sky and feeling the gentle night breeze caused by the stove, Yaoyue suddenly remembered a line from Chu Qinghe's story.
The night wind may be cold, but its intensity varies from person to person.
If the person is right, even the biting winter wind can feel gentler.
As her thoughts wandered, Yaoyue turned her head to look at Chu Qinghe beside her.
When Yaoyue noticed that Chu Qinghe was facing the sky but was secretly glancing at her legs, she let out a soft exclamation.
Then, as if she had thought of something, Yaoyue's lips curled up slightly, and then her leg, which was raised in the air, began to swing gently.
Seeing Chu Qinghe's gaze follow her legs, Yaoyue's smile deepened.
Then, glancing at the leg covers she was wearing, Yaoyue inexplicably felt that they didn't look so awkward after all.
Over here, as if sensing the unusual behavior of Yaoyue, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yaoyue.
When Chu Qinghe saw the interested look on Yaoyue's face, his eyelids twitched, and he felt inexplicably embarrassed as if he had been caught red-handed.
In response, Chu Qinghe coughed lightly, then squinted his eyes and peeked again.
It was already the twelfth lunar month, and even with two stoves on either side, it still couldn't help but bring a bit of chill.
Both Chu Qinghe and Yaoyue possess martial arts skills.
With the circulation of internal energy and true qi, a warm feeling naturally spread through the body, not to mention the medicinal wine beside it.
Therefore, no matter how the night wind blew, it couldn't bring the slightest bit of chill to the two people on the roof.
Just as Chu Qinghe's gaze returned to the night sky, he suddenly felt a weight on his leg.
She slightly raised her upper body to look, only to see two bare feet resting on her legs.
Just by looking at the fishing net covering the legs, Chu Qinghe knew perfectly well who the legs belonged to.
Then he glanced at the woman beside him, who was resting her head on her hand, admiring the night sky.
As if sensing Chu Qinghe's gaze, Yaoyue, who was lying to the side, raised her legs once again.
At the same time, Yaoyue slowly turned her head to look at Chu Qinghe, a hint of mockery on her lips.
Seeing the slightly mocking expression on Yaoyue's face, Chu Qinghe's expression froze for a moment.
Noticing Chu Qinghe's expression, Yaoyue's lips also curled into a smile.
Suddenly, I understood why that woman, Dongfang Bubai, liked to torment Chu Qinghe.
It's strangely amusing to see this slightly depressed expression on that usually lazy and indifferent face.
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