Chapter 617: Confusion (24)
The time was about to reach midnight, and Qiao Xi also watched Zhi Liao complete the certification.
It is not a single iris authentication.
It seems that facial verification is also required, and it can only be done by Zhiliao himself, which is indeed a bit troublesome.
It would be great if the watch could be returned to Zhi Liao.
But this person gave the watch to her, and judging by his attitude, he had no intention of taking it back. If Qiao Xi chose to throw it away, it would most likely be left unresolved.
Will it explode afterwards?
That is an unknown possibility.
After using Zhi Liao's bathroom, Qiao Xi came out wiping her wet hair. Her eyelids were slightly drooping, and she seemed a little absent-minded, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Zhi Liao's gaze fell on her casually.
"come over."
Two cold words fell from the man's thin lips, without much emotion. However, this exceptionally calm voice was like a clear spring, instantly bringing Qiao Xi back to her senses.
"What's wrong?"
The girl looked hesitant, but this expression only lasted for a few seconds, and she still walked to Zhi Liao.
"Blow-dry your hair."
As if he was talking about something insignificant, Zhi Liao picked up the hair dryer, turned it on, and blew her wet hair dry, which also made Qiao Xi stunned.
The man's slender hands stroked her wet hair.
Inadvertently.
From time to time, it would fall on the back of Qiao Xi's neck, and Zhi Liao's back of his hand or fingers that touched her skin would make the girl's body stiff.
It was just an act of blowing her hair.
The unconscious and unintentional touch made the cold air seem to warm up and melt, gradually becoming hot.
"Okay, you can go out now. There's a room outside."
Zhi Liao's words fell in a somewhat stiff tone, and the ambiguous factor in the air seemed to freeze temporarily at that moment. He didn't seem to want to be in the same room with Qiao Xi.
The hair dryer was turned off.
The room fell silent again.
Qiao Xi seemed to have just come back to her senses from the world she was immersed in. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the man who had just blow-dried her hair. At this moment, her unguarded and attached gaze met Zhi Liao's sight without any warning.
Reaching such a sight.
The man's hand paused, as if even his breathing had stopped.
The fire that was ignited the night before seems to ignite you silently and gradually burn.
“…”
He didn't say anything, but just looked at Qiao Xi with deep and calm eyes.
But even so.
The air seemed to grow thicker and heavier. Along with the boundless night outside the window, some unknown emotion began to invade the room.
Aren’t you afraid?
I wanted to ask this, but I didn't know if it was appropriate to say it at this time.
Facing the person who had threatened her not long ago.
He is still showing his kindness and making such an unguarded expression. Should we say that he is too innocent or is it another form of temptation?
"...Zhi Liao."
In the end, it was Qiao Xi who moved first.
The girl looked away shyly, as if feeling embarrassed. Then she gently raised her hand and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes.
That slender and beautiful hand has a jade-like luster under the light, and it is extremely beautiful.
Zhi Liao lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on her hands.
Then the man slowly raised his hand, seemingly hesitating for a moment, but he still placed his hand over hers. His bony, broad, masculine hand cupped her soft one.
Accompanied by Zhi Liao's low voice.
A mocking chuckle sounded: "After knowing this, you still want to ask me for it. It seems that you are also a bad boy."
Humans are often afraid of the unknown.
This is especially true when one is threatened, as one will definitely try to escape from the source of fear.
But she seems different.
Zhi Liao was sure he had seen her look uneasy and panicked, and he had also read pain or fear in her expression. She had already shown this expression, and now she was still trying to approach him -
What is this woman thinking?
This vague and elusive feeling of nothingness enveloped Qiao Xi, making everything about her seem unreal. Even Zhi Liao couldn't see through her true inner thoughts.
Met many different kinds of people.
He thought he had a grasp of human nature, but there were always certain people who appeared and broke his conventional understanding.
“Hmm…”
Following the dim orange light of the desk lamp, Zhi Liao pushed her down onto the bed, her cheeks quickly turning a lovely blush. Even without touching her, one could tell her body temperature was bound to rise at this moment.
The uneasy look contained a hint of expectation.
It seemed to be longing for further touch.
Zhi Liao lowered his eyelids and looked at her, hiding his pupils that were so indifferent that there was no emotion at all, as if it was a routine matter.
He leaned over, his fingers unconsciously groping Qiao Xi's soft lips.
"Do you like kissing?"
He asked.
The slightly magnetic voice was tinged with a rare mature charm, and a little hoarse, which was a sign of being moved.
Being incited like this.
Anyone would find it difficult to control themselves, but he remained calm and composed, not seeming to be in any rush.
He was waiting for Qiao Xi's answer.
Perhaps realizing that without a response, he wouldn't continue. The girl, lying down, looked at him blankly with moist eyes. She pursed her lips awkwardly, as if feeling embarrassed, and a soft sound rang out.
"No...hateful."
After a subtle pause, there was a reply.
She said she didn't hate him. This somewhat childish and awkward reply fell into Zhi Liao's ears, and made the man suddenly smile: "That means I like you."
It was as if he had seen something that made him happy.
As the words fell, Qiao Xi's pupils contracted slightly. Before she could react, the softness of his lips quickly blocked all her thoughts. The familiar breath approached in an instant, quickly awakening the memory of that time.
……wrong.
It's a little different from that time.
This kiss seemed tinged with an imperceptible tenderness. The hand holding Qiao Xi's cheek seemed to carry a touch of pity. Was this an illusion? Or was it because his consciousness had become so engrossed in this gorgeous dream that he had lost himself in the confusion?
I can't tell the difference...
“Hmm…”
Passively responding to the kiss, their alternating breaths grew increasingly heated. Qiao Xi's hands had unconsciously wrapped around Zhi Liao's neck. This man's kissing skills were very skillful. After only a few brief separations, he would seize the opportunity to penetrate again.
It was like a kiss that wanted to rob someone.
Such a deep pursuit and demand made her waist soften unconsciously.
Only at this time.
Zhi Liao, who seemed indifferent and didn't take anything seriously, seemed to be tinged with a different color. From those cold eyes rose pure longing and desire for her.
Qiao Xi saw it.
There was instinct and desire in his eyes, and a burning heat, but there was no love for her.
Yes.
This person didn't love her, yet he could hug her so intimately.
Some questions would be boring even if asked, so it would be better to just indulge in this brief dream and not mention it to anyone. Ultimately, this ambiguous relationship itself lacked any logic.
Confused and dazed.
I am willing to sink into this, just for this one night, and use this method to cover up my fearful and uneasy heart.
The magnificent dream continues to unfold over time.
In the space.
The Black Cat System's gaze shifted involuntarily from the large screen to the sleeping Qiao Xi's consciousness. It knew that Qiao Xi would always come back from consciousness at such times.
I know too.
The person who is drowning over there is not Qiao Xi.
But why?
Because it was the exact same look, exactly like her past self. So, was it so strange, like looking into a mirror, watching "her" gradually merge with the others?
Don't want to watch.
Too lazy to watch.
When a thought like this suddenly pops up, it's killed in a split second. How could I not watch it? It's a system, and it naturally records everything the host does.
So, it’s better to keep it the same as before.
The Little Black Cat System recorded it expressionlessly, fulfilling its duty as a system.
Perhaps as long as Qiao Xi is willing, anyone can touch Qiao Xi.
Only it can't.
Even if Qiao Xi could choose it someday, it would never happen. For Qiao Xi, it was the most dangerous existence that could threaten her life.
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