Luo Qingqing turned her head to avoid Xiao Jiuchen's touch.
The heavy stone that had been weighing on her heart for several days finally fell off, and she felt completely relieved.
Ever since she set foot in the capital, she had imagined countless possibilities of Xiao Jiuchen causing trouble for her.
To the point that she had been hiding and not daring to see him.
It was not until she was recognized by Xiaoshuang in the palace that her worries reached their peak.
Now, she was sure that Xiao Jiuchen had no intention of blaming her, nor would he pursue the matter of her deceiving him.
She could finally let go of the thing she had been worrying about for a long time.
A smile appeared on Luo Qingqing's face.
Her tense heartstrings relaxed, and she realized that the two people's posture was very ambiguous.
She was trapped in the chair by Xiao Jiuchen in a strong posture, and the ambergris around him trapped her.
She moved her body and said, "Well, can you please sit still? Also, don't you hate women? I am a woman."
Luo Qingqing moved slightly, and the ends of her scattered hair brushed the back of Xiao Jiuchen's hand which was placed on the chair.
He felt itchy, and the itch spread from the back of his hand to his heart.
He looked at Luo Qingqing who was so close to him.
She sat with her back to the moonlight, and the light and shadow made her look like a dream.
Absurd fragments of the dream kept flashing through Xiao Jiuchen's mind.
The atmosphere is just right at this moment and they have resolved the misunderstanding.
If he wanted to do something to his little Luo Qing, it would be justified.
Xiao Jiuchen indulged his own desires.
He stood up, his hands still on the armrests on both sides of the chair, and slowly lowered his upper body.
His eyes were fixed on Luo Qingqing's red lips.
He called softly: "Little Luo Qing..."
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