Chapter 162: Can You Take Off the Mask?
Yu Qinghuan swallowed nervously. Would Mu Huaian be angry?
Thinking of this, she suddenly became a little timid, "I was just joking, don't think too much about it."
As she spoke, she pulled Mu Huaian and felt that her request was still too absurd for someone who had been self-sufficient for more than ten or twenty years.
It's also my fault. I've been hanging out with Xie Zhili all day and he's really been a bad influence on me.
People still can't ask for too much, otherwise they will scare others away.
...
Looking at Mu Huaian's handsome face, the corners of his mouth and chin were wet, and his Adam's apple rolled twice. I don't know how much he drank.
Yu Qinghuan's heart was beating wildly. It was this feeling, like a god who had fallen into the mortal world. It was so beautiful.
...
As the sky gradually darkened, Mu Huaian got up from the bed and straightened his clothes.
Yu Qinghuan leaned against the head of the bed and looked up at him lazily. From this position, she could see his entire face clearly. He was like a piece of jade with a flaw, but it was this flaw that made it extremely attractive to her.
"Huaian, next time we meet, can you please not wear a mask?"
Mu Huaian paused, looked up at her, and realized belatedly that except for today when he asked to do so, it seemed that every time they were alone, she would take off her mask.
He remembered that Yu Qinghuan had once said that she liked him without a mask, but he had only taken these words as comfort.
Everyone likes a good-looking face, and I am no exception. So, how could someone like a face covered with horrific scars?
But Yu Qinghuan's behavior gradually confirmed that she really liked her face, her whole face.
Just like now, when she looked at him, her beautiful eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if they could overflow with tears.
Mu Huaian's hands clenched unconsciously under his sleeves. He couldn't help but think about what happened today. Such a look clearly couldn't hide his love... He shouldn't question her because of another man.
After figuring this out, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, his voice clear and soft, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Yu Qinghuan laughed.
After sending Mu Huaian to another alley behind the house, Yu Qinghuan watched him get on the carriage. Only when the carriage was out of sight did he turn around and go back.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he ran into a red figure standing not far away. When he glanced at him, the man's eyes were indifferent.
It was that look again, as if everything about me was seen through.
Yu Qinghuan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, walked closer, and called out, "Master Cheng."
As she spoke, her eyes swept over Cheng Gongjin. Although he was wearing such a fiery color, his personality was so cold that people wanted to distance themselves from him.
How can someone be so contradictory?
Sure enough, with two similar faces, even though Cheng Gongjin's was flawless, she still liked Mu Huaian more.
Just as she was thinking about this, she heard Cheng Gongjin open his mouth and say, "I heard that Madam Yu moved out of the Marquis' Mansion?"
Yu Qinghuan pursed her lips and nodded, thinking, could it be that this person just saw Mu Huaian and wanted to say something as an elder to ask her to stay away from Mu Huaian?
After all, with his own status, he was obviously not worthy of Mu Huaian for a family like the Duke Dingguo's Mansion.
But Cheng Gongjin didn't say anything, just looked at her indifferently, as if it was just a simple greeting.
Yu Qinghuan was puzzled and wanted to leave immediately, but just as she was about to lift her foot, she felt a furry thing rubbing against her ankle.
She was startled and took a half step back. In the moonlight, she saw the orange kitten she had seen last time squatting there, its round head staggering as she took a step back.
The kitten turned around innocently, looked at Yu Qinghuan pitifully, then looked at Cheng Gongjin, not knowing what he had done wrong.
Yu Qinghuan's heart suddenly softened. Just as she was about to bend down and pick up the cat, Cheng Gongjin in front of her moved faster than her.
Cheng Gongjin's bony palms had gently lifted the kitten's round body, his fingertips sunk into the fluffy fur, slowly brushing along the back behind the cat's ears, and even rubbing the kitten's pink nose with his fingertips.
The aura of the current cabinet minister was suddenly suppressed by the kitten in front of him. The usual indifference on his handsome face melted away at this moment, and softened a little under the moonlight.
If someone else were here, they would definitely sigh and say that the Cheng family members are truly unparalleled in appearance.
The sound of a kitten purring comfortably echoed in the dark alley. Cheng Gongjin said calmly, "My dear Miss Yu, you are a naughty kitten. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Yu Qinghuan, who had just eaten and drunk his fill, had no time to appreciate the beauty before him. Instead, he stared straight at the cute little cat in his arms and couldn't help asking, "I wonder how many cats Lord Cheng has?"
Cheng Gongjin lowered his eyes and stared at the kitten in his arms, his fingertips still stroking the fur behind the cat's ears. "Three."
As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up in a way that he himself didn't even notice, as if he was smiling, but it was too shallow.
Yu Qinghuan, upon hearing that he had three cats, immediately felt itchy. "I didn't expect that you, Mr. Cheng, who is so busy with all sorts of affairs, could still take care of three cats."
Cheng Gongjin responded and looked up at Yu Qinghuan, his eyes softening a little, "Madam Yu, is there something wrong?"
Somehow, at this moment, Yu Qinghuan had a feeling that the person in front of him should be easy to talk to.
Feeling brave, she looked at the cat in Cheng Gongjin's arms and said eagerly, "Actually, I've always wanted to get a cat, and I think the one you have is particularly appealing. I wonder if you can give it up... I will definitely take good care of it!"
But the moment Yu Qinghuan said this, Cheng Gongjin's brows slightly furrowed, his eyes turned cold again, and his voice was filled with a hint of ice:
"cannot."
The air suddenly became stagnant, and the kitten in Cheng Gongjin's arms even whimpered, making the atmosphere between the two of them even more awkward.
Yu Qinghuan: “…” It was indeed an illusion. I was really bewildered. Why did I think this person was easy to talk to just now?
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