Chu Ci raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice, and met a pair of dark eyes. The dark eyes were flashing with little light and looking straight at her.
He had probably come here following the footsteps of the spirit bird, and his body was in a rather disheveled state, with many scratches from tree branches. His handsome, deep, and often indifferent face was also scratched by a branch, and blood was oozing out bit by bit.
He probably came in a hurry and his breathing was heavy. In such weather, he was only wearing a thin shirt. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot and he hadn't shaved. Compared to Chu Ci, who was covered in mud, he looked no different.
Chu Ci blinked and watched him freeze in place, staring at the person standing in front of him. His fingertips tightened, and the moonlight could see Chu Ci's appearance clearly through his embarrassment. His pupils shrank and shook violently.
"Porcelain... treasure?"
His voice was hoarse to a certain extent, sounding a little hoarse and full of deep hostility.
Chu Ci looked at him, released the little spirit bird in her hand, and ran straight towards him.
Yan Ting's body was stiff as he watched Chu Ci running towards him quickly, raising her hands and crossing them to hug his neck. The pair of dark eyes and the touch made Yan Ting's breathing even more rapid.
'Yan Ting's love value +6, currently 66.'
Seeing Yan Ting still in a daze, his hands and body did not move, he just stared at Chu Ci with his eyes lowered, unwilling to take his eyes off her for even a moment.
Looking at him like this, Chu Ci touched the back of his slightly cold neck, but still didn't say anything.
This time, the time she was away was indeed a little longer than she had expected. Standing on tiptoe and hugging his neck, Chu Ci spoke, acting coquettishly and softly to soothe him.
"I told you, you have to believe me."
The little girl was actually in a very disheveled state now. She was wearing a thick white dress. Because it was the dress worn when the body was buried, it was now in tatters. You could faintly see the mysterious patterns embroidered with golden silk threads on the white dress.
In addition, Chu Ci had just crawled out of the mud, and his whole body was covered with mud. Even his face was black and gray. He looked like a dirty little cat.
Quietly rub the dust on its body onto its owner.
Yan Ting didn't care about this matter at all. He stared at Chu Ci for a long time before raising his hand and pressing Chu Ci into his arms.
"Where have you been?" His voice was hoarse and nasal, and he must have been sick.
Chu Ci leaned in his arms and felt that his body was cool all over, but the breath coming towards him was extremely hot.
"I went to deal with the people who bullied you." Chu Ci answered obediently, raising one hand to touch his forehead.
But he stood straight, his hands tightly gripping her waist, so she couldn't lift her hands at all. Chu Ci blinked and coaxed him, "Please bend over, I can't reach you."
Yan Ting just looked at her with his eyes lowered, with aggression and possession in his eyes, but he bent down obediently, allowing Chu Ci's hand to rest on his forehead.
He ignored Chu Ci's actions, his eyes still on Chu Ci, and he ground his back teeth.
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