Yun Aoshang was immersed in his own thoughts. In a flash, Qingyao turned around and left lightly like a fluttering butterfly.
He stood there in a daze, his mind blank for a moment, as if time had stopped for a moment because of this sudden separation.
It was not until the clear, bell-like laughter slowly reached his ears that he came back to his senses as if awakened from a dream.
His eyes looked quickly and met Qingyao's eyes full of playfulness. The mischievous light flashing in her eyes was like stars, piercing his heart and making him feel uneasy.
Yun Ao subconsciously tensed all his muscles, like a frightened deer, looking around vigilantly, with the tips of his ears turning a barely noticeable red.
But he didn't dare look at Qingyao again. His eyes passed over her head in panic and then quickly moved away, as if if he looked at her one more time, the inexplicable feelings in his heart would burst out like a flood and drown him completely.
Yun Ao's eyes were filled with confusion and inquiry. He tilted his head slightly, his throat rolling, and whispered in an almost inaudible voice: "Qingyao, what exactly do you want to do?"
Qingyao did not respond, but moved lightly with lotus steps, and in an instant she was in front of Yun Ao. She stretched out her arms, hugged Yun Ao fiercely, and used the momentum to push him onto the bed. Yun Ao felt dizzy and his whole body sank into the soft bed.
Qing Yao leaned her head against Yun Ao's broad chest. The warm touch made her feel a little relieved. She gently took Yun Ao's hand with one hand, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. She whispered, "Isn't it obvious what I did?"
Yun Ao's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened, and he was about to say something when he suddenly heard a light and even breathing sound.
He subconsciously looked down and saw Qingyao with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes like fans, and she had fallen asleep leaning on his chest.
For a moment, Yun Ao felt mixed emotions and swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue. He stared at Qingyao's sleeping face for a long time, and finally raised his hand slowly, pulled the quilt over, and gently covered Qingyao's body.
Then, he gently moved his body, pulled Qingyao into his arms, adjusted herself to a comfortable position, closed his eyes, and in the quiet night, the two of them slept in each other's arms, as if all the troubles in the world had been isolated.
The morning light quietly fell into the house through the mottled window lattices. Qingyao woke up slowly in the warmth, and felt as if her whole body was placed next to a stove. The warmth kept coming, making her extremely uncomfortable. She slowly opened her eyes reluctantly.
What she saw was Yun Ao's face so close to her, and she was being held tightly in his arms.
Qingyao suddenly realized that the source of the heat on her body came from the person in front of her. People always say that dragons are cold in nature, but Yun Ao, a golden dragon, is like a burning fire, his whole body is hot. Every time Qingyao gets close to him, she feels like she is hugging a warm stove.
Even though Yun Ao had lost his memories of the past, the intimacy he had with Qingyao was still deeply rooted in the depths of his consciousness, and he had an indescribable possessiveness towards Qingyao. Even in his sleep, he subconsciously held Qingyao tightly in his arms, not allowing her to escape at all.
Qingyao struggled helplessly, trying to move her body slightly, but this slight movement seemed to have triggered Yun Ao's vigilance, and he hugged her tightly again in an instant, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and blood.
Qingyao raised her head and quietly gazed at the sleeping Yun Ao. At this moment, he no longer had the cold and aloof feeling that kept people at a distance. His long and fine eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids, softening the hard lines of his face, making him look extraordinarily gentle, as if he was a different person.
The corners of Qingyao's mouth unconsciously rose slightly, a ripple appeared in her heart, and she leaned quietly in his arms, no longer struggling.
Perhaps it was because Qingyao's gaze was too hot and intense, disturbing Yun Ao's light sleep as if it were real, making him feel a little dazzling in front of his eyes.
Yun Ao's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. His consciousness was still immersed in the edge of a chaotic dream, and he was a little confused.
In a trance, he felt something warm in his arms. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it gently. When his fingertips touched the delicate touch, he suddenly woke up and realized that something was wrong.
When he raised his eyes, he met Qingyao's half-smile eyes. The mischief and teasing in her eyes were clearly visible. Yun Ao rarely showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and the tips of his ears were quietly stained with a faint blush.
Before he could say anything, Qingyao leaned over and kissed him gently.
Yun Ao's body suddenly stiffened, and after a brief blank in his brain, he slowly responded subconsciously.
After the light kiss ended, Yun Ao finally came back to his senses, and his heart couldn't help but ripple. He was shocked to realize that he had unconsciously become accustomed to the days with her around, accustomed to her every intimate gesture, even her kiss, which became familiar and natural, as if all of this had long been an indispensable part of his life.
The morning light shines through the gaps in the window lattice and falls into the house, as if covering this small world with a layer of ambiguous gauze.
As the saying goes, men in the morning should not be messed with, and this is absolutely true. Qingyao keenly noticed the different aura emanating from Yun Ao. From his slightly taut muscles to his eyes that had become deep and fiery, everything was telling of some indescribable changes.
A hint of cunning flashed in Qingyao's eyes. She was about to tease Yun Ao, but before the witty words slipped out of her lips, Yun Ao seemed to see through her thoughts. He suddenly stretched out his hand, clasped the back of Qingyao's head with his slender and powerful fingers, instantly closing the distance between them, and then kissed her without saying anything.
This sudden kiss was a bit domineering and eager, as if it wanted to swallow up all of Qingyao's thoughts.
Qingyao felt her brain go blank for a moment, and the jokes she had prepared were completely forgotten.
Her hands unconsciously grasped the corner of Yun Ao's clothes, her body trembled slightly, and she gradually lost herself in this passionate kiss. She could only passively endure the affection and passion given by Yun Ao. The clarity in her eyes was replaced by confusion. She was so dizzy from the kiss that she no longer remembered to tease the person in front of her.
After a long time, Yun Ao slowly let go of Qing Yao. Looking at her blurred eyes and flushed cheeks, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, and his eyes were full of pride and tenderness.
Qingyao panted lightly, raised her hand and hit Yun Ao's chest, and said coquettishly: "You... just like to do bad things." The angry eyes did not have any deterrent power, but instead added a bit of charm.
Yun Ao held her hand and chuckled softly, "Who told you to always tease me?"
The two of them snuggled together quietly, enjoying this moment of warmth and tranquility. However, the gradually noisy voices outside the window were like an invisible hand, pulling them back to the real world.
Qingyao frowned slightly, and reluctantly stood up from Yun Ao's arms. She straightened her messy hair and said jokingly, "It turns out that the aloof immortals also come down to the mortal world and linger on it!"
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