novelaction Chapter 437
Chapter 437
As his thoughts raced, Ye Yunzhou quietly channeled his inner energy, sending warmth cascading down his meridians and up his cheeks. Luo Shuiyao finally noticed his unusual body temperature, and before she could react, Ye Yunzhou bit his tongue, groaned, and pulled her into his arms. The person in his arms was as stiff as a rock, but he raised the corner of his lips in an angle she couldn't see.
His fingertips gently touched her back through the fabric, but fearing she might be noticed, Ye Yunzhou could only tighten his arms to hold her firmly, murmuring hoarsely, "It hurts so much..." As he expected, Luo Shuiyao didn't suspect anything. But she still didn't intend to give up her struggle. Seeing that one plan had failed, she began to think of a new one.
Feeling the slight sting in his neck, Ye Yunzhou felt helpless and amused. He was pretending to be unconscious, not really losing consciousness, so how could he withstand such "torture"? This little bit of pain was nothing to him, even now, he was lying on his side hugging someone, with his injured arm pressed under him, he could grit his teeth and endure it. But if he let her go, he would be reluctant to do so - time had already slipped away so long since they last parted, and he really missed her so much. Even if Luo Shuiyao put a sharp knife on his neck at this moment, he would be willing to accept the death, so why would he care about this little bit of discomfort?
Ye Yunzhou hugged the person tighter, feeling Luo Shuiyao's pounding heartbeat through his chest. As she struggled, the scent of jasmine from her hair wafted into his nose, mingling with the faint scent of blood from her wounds, leaving him feeling a bit dazed. Suddenly, the person in his arms bit his shoulder hard, causing a muffled groan to escape his throat at the pain, but she still held on tightly, refusing to let go.
"Ye Yunzhou! If you don't let go, I...I'm really not going to be polite!" Luo Shuiyao's voice was tinged with annoyance, and her fingertips pinched his back fiercely. Ye Yunzhou chuckled, resting his chin on the top of her head. This smug and arrogant expression was completely different from his usual calm and composed demeanor. If Luo Shuiyao looked up at this moment, she would probably suspect that the person in front of her was someone else in disguise.
Luo Shuiyao struggled for a long time, pinching and biting, but she couldn't break free. Besides the occasional muffled groans, the grip on his arms only grew tighter. She was exhausted and panting. When she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, sweat had already soaked her forehead, and the messy strands of hair clung to her burning cheeks. Finally, she managed to squeeze a breath from his arms, feeling a wave of frustration.
Luo Shuiyao stiffened instantly, her ears red with irritation. This man was clearly feigning unconsciousness, seemingly unconscious, yet he was actually taking advantage of her. How despicable! She was furious and annoyed, cursing in a low voice, "Ye Yunzhou, you'd better not wake up tomorrow, or you'll be burned into a fool! Otherwise..."
She thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what to do with this man. She was filled with shame and anger, but she had no place to vent. Finally, Luo Shuiyao turned sideways, staring at the wall in anger, intending to pretend to sleep until dawn. However, the previous fierce struggle had already exhausted her physical strength. She had only pretended to doze off out of anger, but her consciousness gradually faded, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.
Only when her breathing became long and even, and she fell into a deep sleep, did Ye Yunzhou slowly loosen his grip. He half-raised himself, and in the dim moonlight, he quietly gazed at her slightly flushed cheeks. Perhaps it was the lingering sweat from her earlier struggle, or perhaps it was the lingering annoyance that made her usually cold face look even more lively.
A soft laugh escaped his throat, a mixture of tenderness and cunning in his eyes. He looked down at her sleeping form, her collar slightly open from her struggle. He instinctively looked away, his Adam's apple rolling slightly. His fingertips hovered at her shoulder, about to touch her, but only half an inch to her side, to gather the thin blanket that had slipped away.
The night wind howled outside the window, the candlelight flickering in the gauze curtains. He gazed at her peaceful sleeping face, his eyes filled with tenderness. He leaned over, placing gentle kisses on her forehead, again and again, as if they were the most precious treasures. He then tucked in the quilt that had slipped away, guarding this quiet moment, quietly accompanying her until dawn.
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Morning light streamed into the room through the window lattice, flecks of gold dancing on the bed curtains. Luo Shuiyao slowly awoke from her hazy slumber, feeling her whole body stiff, even lifting her arms strained and trembling. She subconsciously moved, only to feel something warm. She opened her eyes, startled to find herself with her legs draped across Ye Yunzhou's, her arms still tightly wrapped around his waist.
Memories of last night flooded back like a tide, startling her so much that she sat up straight, banging against the bed frame and making it creak. Ye Yunzhou, on the other hand, was still fast asleep, his pale face no longer looking sickly, his long eyelashes casting tiny shadows under his eyes.
Luo Shuiyao hastily pulled her hands and feet back, the tips of her ears flushing crimson. She didn't even care about the pain, so she grabbed the shirt beside her pillow and wrapped it around herself. Her heartbeat was pounding, almost bursting her eardrums. Seeing that the person on the bed was still soundly asleep, not moving at all, she felt a little relieved.
Fortunately, she woke up first! If Ye Yunzhou had opened his eyes first, how would she explain this ambiguous posture? Only she knew the details of the pulling and struggling last night. If Ye Yunzhou mistakenly thought that she was resisting while taking the initiative to get close to him, how would she live in the future?
Luo Shuiyao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and walked over to the bronze mirror. The mirror, covered in a thin layer of dust, reflected her slightly flustered expression. She hurriedly tidied her messy hair and smoothed down the wrinkles on her clothes. After repeatedly checking that nothing was wrong, she quickly turned and returned to the bed.
At three o'clock in the morning, Chun Xing would come to deliver water for washing her face on time every day. If she was caught seeing Ye Yunzhou in the room, how would she explain it? Thinking of this, she squatted down, gently pushed Ye Yunzhou's shoulder, and lowered her voice and said, "Ye Yunzhou, wake up!"
Ye Yunzhou had been awake for a long time, long before Luo Shuiyao woke up. Luo Shuiyao had no idea that her unconscious movements last night had kept him in the same position for so long. Seeing Luo Shuiyao's eyelashes fluttering as she was about to wake up, he calmly adjusted his posture, deliberately draping her arm over him. Hearing the urgent call in his ear, Ye Yunzhou knew that pretending to be unconscious would only anger her, so he slowly opened his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice, shrouded in the laziness of waking up: "Yaoyao..."
Hearing his response, Luo Shuiyao's tense nerves instantly relaxed. She had been worried that this man was still unconscious. If she really left him here alone, she didn't know how much trouble he would cause. Seeing Ye Yunzhou awake, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and blurted out, "How are you? Are you okay? Does your shoulder still hurt?"
As soon as she said this, she realized she had sounded too hasty. Her ears started to burn. She quickly turned away to adjust her sleeves, trying to hide the panic in her eyes. Ye Yunzhou looked at her, a smile still lingering in his eyes, but it faded in an instant. He said softly, "It's okay. I'm much better. I'm sorry to have worried you."