The thin mist wrapped around the boat, the cool breeze gently brushed the willow branches by the shore, and a sudden downpour of smoke and rain enveloped the entire Celestial Bright Peak, adding a touch of the hazy feeling that Xu Changâan had mentioned and liked.
Water elements painted a long trail in the sky, falling onto the lake, causing ripples of varying sizes.
The rain lowered the temperature of the entire Celestial Bright Peak significantly, and the water waves on the lake surface became slightly chaotic.
"Miss... you..."
Xu Changâanâs pupils dilated, his heart as chaotic as the rain.
"Whatâs wrong with me?"
In the cabin, Yun Qian was held in Xu Changâanâs arms, because of the sudden drop in temperature, the young lady tightened her grip slightly, as if wanting to merge into her husbandâs embrace.
Xu Changâan took a deep breath, feeling the air tinged with a scent of soap and alcohol. His eyes trembled, but he still tried to steady his voice: "Miss, this... isnât home, how could you..."
"Canât this be home?" Yun Qian calmly looked at Xu Changâan, saying, "The canopy can block the rain, and we had a drink here."
"I meant North Garden when I said home."
"Itâs the same, and being seen wouldnât matter." Yun Qian glanced outside the boat, then took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, and raised her hand to wipe Xu Changâanâs mouth before saying, "The atmosphere is right, itâs irrelevant whether itâs at home or outside."
Miss Yun could disregard outsiders.
Moreover, when she and Xu Changâan went out together, they often saw other couples being close in Beisang City, as long as it wasnât excessive.
Itâs within the rules.
As for whatâs considered excessive...
As long as Yun Qian saw that Xu Changâan was moved and not angry, she knew she was keeping within limits.
"The miss has also learned to be bad." Xu Changâan savored the lingering taste of pear juice in his mouth, thinking, was the juice he made really this delicious? Indeed, it left a lingering taste, making people relish it endlessly.
"Is this a bad thing?" Yun Qian wrapped her arms around Xu Changâanâs neck, put away her slightly raised chin, and her expression gradually calmed down.
"I... I was just saying."
"Then itâs not a bad thing, I knew... you clearly like it very much."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qian felt relieved. She earnestly said, "My mouth isnât stubborn, you should know that."
"Is this matter that important?" Xu Changâanâs heart was still tinged with a bit of helplessness.
"Yes." Yun Qian seemed a bit serious. Xu Changâan had previously said her mouth was stubborn; if this wasnât clarified... she wouldnât be in the mood to sleep.
"I was wrong, please donât hold it against me." Xu Changâanâs eyes twitched slightly.
"Iâm not angry." Yun Qian, having done what she wanted, lay satisfied on Xu Changâanâs lap, finding a comfortable position, inhaling the reassuring scent, and slowly closed her eyes.
"Good night, miss." Xu Changâan lowered his head.
Yun Qian was about to speak, but suddenly felt a breath on her face, swallowing all her words.
Xu Changâan gently kissed Yun Qianâs forehead, as if returning the favor to Miss Yun.
"Good night." Yun Qian whispered softly.
Then the young ladyâs breathing gradually steadied.
"..."
On his lap, Yun Qian fell asleep quickly, something Xu Changâan was already used to.
The night was still long.
While waiting for the sunrise... it was his time alone to admire the night scenery.
Xu Changâan picked up the remaining half cup of pear juice beside him.
With anticipation, he took a gentle sip, then froze.
He felt the juice wasnât as delicious as he had thought just now, so he put it back on the table and didnât look at it again.
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His gaze shifted to the gradually falling rain outside, and Xu Changâan thought to himself that Heaven really knew how to set the mood, as that rain came at the perfect time, enhancing the atmosphere, bringing him the most beautiful and countless times worth reminiscing scenery of this boat ride.
However...
Xu Changâan reached out to gently push aside Yun Qianâs disheveled long hair, thinking that although Yun Qian fed him pear juice earlier... he was indeed quite moved, but he should still have a talk with Yun Qian later, to not demean herself with such acts.
Her charm need not be manifested only in such ways.
"...Whew."
Xu Changâan lowered his head, watching Yun Qianâs face that glowed like white jade, with a few strands of hair draping across her profile.
Not sure what rouge the young lady used to look so beautiful.
His heart was pounding quickly.
Such genuine emotion couldnât be brought to him by anyone other than Yun Qian.
Xu Changâan suddenly wished he could keep his eyes open longer, for time to pass slower, and even slower, so he could enjoy looking at the person before him a little more.
Time, please slow down a little more.
More...slowly.
Preferably turning a day into a year, ten years, a hundred years to pass by.
Xu Changâan kept his eyes wide open; in this long dark night, the sky held no trace of light, because Yun Qian, peacefully asleep and pouting occasionally, occupied all the brightness in his eyes.
The night scene was beautiful.
He should probably learn the art of Danqing, for such a beautiful scene, if not captured in a painting...would be a complete waste.
Thatâs what Xu Changâan thought.
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On Celestial Bright Peak, he wasnât the only one boating; there were also quite a few scattered young women, who, due to the sudden and rare rain, were stirred to boat, so although it was late at night, it was much livelier than usual.
Qinling sat alone on a boat, drinking wine. She turned her face to look at the rain outside, listening to the surrounding sweet chatter, her face flushed.