Chapter 52 I really enjoy exchanging gifts
As the footsteps drew near, Shang Xu hurriedly lowered his arm, looked up, and met a pair of beautiful and deep eyes.
Yan Yize paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over him, lingering subtly for a few more seconds as it passed over his wrist.
His clothes had been put down, but perhaps because he was too flustered, a section of his skin, covered in ambiguous skin, was still exposed. Yan Yize guessed what he was looking at from that missing corner.
She withdrew her gaze and continued to walk calmly closer, as if she hadn't noticed anything.
Although they had done something more intimate last night, Shang Xu was still embarrassed in front of her and naturally didn't want her to see the marks on his body. Seeing that her expression was normal, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but unexpectedly, his wrist was gently grasped by a hand in just a second.
Yan Yize lowered his head, his expression serious, and carefully lifted the clothes in his hand. The red marks that came into view were numerous and deep, indicating the intensity of last night.
Her eyes were filled with barely suppressed heartache. Her fingertips gently touched a particularly badly affected area of skin, and her voice was soft yet tender, "There should have been a touch of red here."
"I watched it disappear with my own eyes."
After saying that, she gave him a very precious kiss.
Shang Xu blushed, his gaze darting away, too shy to look at her directly. Yet he still felt her touch. The kiss was light, landing on his wrist, but it felt like a spark falling, burning his hand.
The pleasant laughter sent a shiver down Shang Xu's spine, and his already flushed face turned even redder, like spilled paint. He could no longer control himself and wanted to pull his hand back.
But she had barely moved when a gentle, smiling voice stopped her, "Don't move, I'll apply the medicine for you."
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Before the exquisitely carved dressing table, two figures overlapped. Yan Yize held a comb in his hand, running it through his thick, black hair again and again, occasionally leaning down to ask, "Did I hurt you?"
Shang Xu looked dazed and shook his head. "No."
They seemed to still be reeling from the recent turn of events.
After the medicine was applied, Shang Xu was about to walk away on his own, but before he could even move, Yan Yize picked him up without saying a word.
He looked up and stared straight at the bronze mirror. His jet-black hair and porcelain-white fingertips were clearly contrasted, yet they were tightly intertwined, appearing so inseparable. Shang Xu's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
Seemingly noticing his gaze, Yan Yize also looked into the mirror. Their eyes met in the mirror. It wasn't the first time they had looked at each other, but Shang Xu's emotions were more intense than ever before.
Perhaps it was because he saw not only her in the mirror, but also himself.
A beautiful white jade hairpin was inserted into his hair. The coolness on his scalp brought Shang Xu back to his senses. He looked puzzled, as he remembered that he did not have such a jade hairpin.
Yan Yize bent down, looking at the mirror with satisfaction. His warm breath brushed against his ear as he said to himself, "The first time I saw this jade hairpin, I felt it would suit you perfectly, and now it seems that's indeed the case."
Shang Xu followed her gaze and saw the two of them nestled together in the mirror, a wisp of white in their hair resembling a falling pear blossom.
He remembered the sachet he had prepared for a long time but had not yet given away, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.
"Wait a moment."
Shang Xu hurriedly left a sentence and ran away.
Yan Yize smiled, said nothing, but his gaze followed him without ever leaving him for a second.
Shang Xu returned quickly, clutching the sachet tightly in his hand. But when he stood in front of her, he hesitated. The jade hairpin was exquisitely crafted and clearly priceless. In comparison, his sachet seemed worthless.
Shang Xu felt a pang of hesitation and hid his hands behind his back, deciding to wait until the next farewell to see him off.
Seeing that he had been standing there without saying a word for a long time, Yan Yize couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong?"
Shang Xu shook his head, ready to let the matter drop. "It's nothing, I just suddenly forgot something."
Yan Yize, however, had no intention of letting him go. She stepped forward, naturally took his hand, and took out what he was clutching tightly in his hand.
The wild geese on the sachet were so lifelike that Yan Yize was immediately delighted. "For me?"
Shang Xu avoided her gaze, "If you don't mind..."
"I don't mind."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yize interrupted him.
"I love so much."
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