sbdcsierra Chapter 392 It's you, I don't mind.
Chapter 392 It's you, I don't mind.
Long Chuqing lowered her eyelashes, repeatedly weighing in her mind how to best hand over the dragon scales to Xiao Han.
Carrying it with you all the time isn't a long-term solution; what if you accidentally lose it...?
Rather than...
Xiao Han noticed that her expression was strange, and she seemed to have something on her mind as she hesitated to speak.
Knowing that she wouldn't come at this hour for no reason, and that today wasn't the time for her to feel cold.
He must have come to see him for something.
"Chu Qing, have you come to see me because of something important?"
Xiao Han leaned against the headboard, his snow-white nightgown collar slightly open, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking the corner of the blanket, his gaze fixed on her face.
Long Chuqing looked up at him and gently shook her head.
"It's nothing." She paused, then whispered, "It's just... I feel a bit cold tonight, and I was thinking of coming over to snuggle into your bed, is that alright?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Han's lips curled up uncontrollably, revealing a doting smile.
I never expected such an unexpected answer.
Moreover, he could hear a hint of naivety in her tone that he had never heard before. She was always carefree, but this side of her softened his heart and warmed his heart.
He replied softly, "Of course, you can come whenever you want."
Long Chuqing's lips curved into a smile, which reached deep into her eyes and quietly blossomed between her brows and eyes.
Xiao Han then lifted a corner of the brocade quilt: Come in quickly?
Long Chuqing looked up at him, then smiled faintly, "Okay."
She took off her outer clothes and shoes, and stepped barefoot onto the soft brocade rug.
Long Chuqing lay down on her side, resting her head on one hand, and looked into Xiao Han's eyes.
The quilt was filled with a faint fragrance of orchids, a gentle scent unique to him that inexplicably brought her peace of mind.
"Xiao Han, are you sleepy? Why don't you keep me company and talk to me for a while?"
"Okay!" Xiao Han replied gently, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Hmm..." Long Chuqing thought for a moment, "Were you asleep just now?"
"I'm asleep," Xiao Han answered truthfully.
A sense of apology welled up in Long Chuqing's heart. "I'm sorry for waking you up."
"It's you, I don't mind."
Long Chuqing couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch his cheek, her movement gentle yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.
"You're getting better and better at talking."
Xiao Han took her hand and held it in his palm. "Chu Qing, this is... really good."
Because you are by my side.
Xiao Han wore a shy smile, his heart filled with sweetness. At this moment, he felt as if he possessed the whole world.
A simple sentence, yet it is full of endless affection.
Because you are by my side—though these words were not spoken aloud, they already filled the air.
Long Chuqing gazed at her reflection in his eyes, those usually calm and composed eyes now brimming with tenderness.
but……
She opened her mouth, wanting to tell him her decision, but ultimately remained silent.
She regretted it; she regretted coming to see him tonight.
After a long pause, she asked, "Do you ever feel cold when you sleep?"
She tried to change the subject to alleviate her inner conflict and turmoil.
"No, I have a warm room! Besides, it's spring now, and the weather isn't as cold as before."
"That's good."
Xiao Han continued, "But... it's better to have you by my side like this."
He no longer hesitated to tell her what was on his mind.
After listening, Long Chu sighed softly, "You should find a wife."
She tried to mask her inner turmoil with lighthearted topics.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Han looked intently at her: "Wife? Hmm, isn't she sleeping in the same bed with me right now?"
He gazed at her with a tenderness that could melt anyone's heart.
"You're talking nonsense again." Long Chuqing pinched his cheek again.
But Xiao Han, I'm leaving.
Long Chuqing murmured these words to herself, never daring to say them aloud.
Perhaps she was afraid to see the disappointment in Xiao Han's eyes and his sad expression!
Xiao Han thought to himself: This is not nonsense at all; it is clearly what he hopes for.
As night deepened, the two remained silent, the stillness of the night as deep as ink. The occasional chirping of insects outside the window only amplified the tranquility of the room.
Judging from Xiao Han's even but slightly shallow breathing, he was not asleep.
Why isn't Xiao Han asleep yet?
She had been waiting for Xiao Han to fall asleep so that she could secretly insert the dragon scale into his body while he was asleep.
After a long while, Long Chuqing slowly opened her eyes and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Han, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I'm waiting," Xiao Han replied softly. "Waiting for you to enter my dream first."
Long Chuqing was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled: "Why do you want to wait for me to fall asleep first?"
His voice was soft: "I don't know, I only feel at ease when I see you sleeping peacefully."
Hmm? He won't feel at ease until she falls asleep first?
Are you afraid she'll harm him while he's asleep?
"What kind of strange idea is that?"
Xiao Han paused for a moment and replied, "Because if you fall asleep first, you won't sneak away again."
Ah! I see... so that's how it is.
She did intend to sneak away while he was asleep.
She gently propped herself up and gazed into his deep eyes by the dim candlelight; her face was reflected in those dark eyes.
Long Chuqing stretched out her slender fingers and gently brushed them across his eyebrows and eyes, tracing his features. As her fingertips glided across his straight nose, a subtle tremor suddenly stirred in a certain spot.
Xiao Han felt her intimacy towards him, and his heartstrings fluttered along with the movements she made with her hands.
He gazed at her quietly, letting her fingertips trace the lines of his face, savoring the intimate moment they shared.
"Xiao Han, thank you..."
Upon hearing this unexpected expression of gratitude, Xiao Han's eyes were filled with confusion.
Why are you suddenly thanking me?
"It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to thank you."
Xiao Han asked again, "Are you overthinking things?"
Otherwise, they wouldn't say these things out of the blue.
Long Chuqing shook her head, not answering his question. She simply moved closer to him, raised her hand, gently cupped Xiao Han's cheek, and placed a light kiss on his lips.
Xiao Han's pupils contracted sharply, clearly not expecting this sudden display of gentle initiative.
I was overjoyed; this happiness came so suddenly.
Xiao Han pulled her into his arms, making the kiss even deeper.
As their lips met, their breaths gradually became erratic.
Long Chuqing's hand slowly touched Xiao Han's heart.
Through his clothes, I could feel his strong heartbeat in my palm—much faster than usual.
Just then, Long Chuqing slightly closed his five fingers, and a dragon scale as smooth as jade suddenly appeared in his palm.
The dragon scales contain spiritual energy infused by a phoenix, which will help her successfully implant it into Xiao Han's body without being easily detected.
Taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Han was passionately kissing her, she quietly shoved the dragon scale in her hand into Xiao Han's chest.
She had nothing to give him, except that this dragon scale could protect him in times of danger.
Xiao Han felt a strange warmth sweep across his heart, but it disappeared in an instant. He assumed it was just his own emotional stirrings and didn't realize the mystery behind it.
As the dragon scales disappeared into his body, the last glimmer of light at his fingertips vanished instantly. He felt his steady and powerful heartbeat in his palm and wished him a peaceful and prosperous life.