If Yun Qian couldnât manage anymore, what would happen?
No one knows. Perhaps only Xu Changâan understands what the girl looks like when she canât go on.
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Xu Changâan thought of the girlâs words, "I canât," and couldnât help but smile.
Even though Yun Qian was already flustered, her face still appeared calm and proud, though the light in her eyes had dimmed.
To Xu Changâan, this was naturally very cute.
So, he wouldnât entertain any improper thoughts just because the girl said, "I canât go on."
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Above the Frosty Heaven, countless runes scattered fearfully.
Indeed.
She wouldnât die.
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Soaking in a hot spring is a very comfortable thing, even for someone as physically unwell and utterly ordinary as Miss Yun.
But of course, only when Xu Changâan is by her side.
To Miss Yu, sharing a bath with her husband is a happy occasion, but the frail Miss Yun canât stay in the warm spring for too long. This was a rule set by Xu Changâan.
Miss Yun, who doesnât follow the rules, must be reprimanded.
At this moment, Yun Qianâs long hair floated sparsely on the waterâs surface, resembling ink.
Sitting in the hot spring, due to her short stature, only half her head was visible. Her originally fair face was entirely flushed, like a scalded fruit.
Xu Changâan was already used to it. Yun Qian was simply oxygen-deprived in the water.
Low blood pressure led to insufficient blood supply to the brain, causing her to gulp for air. She was just blowing bubbles here; it was dreamlike that she didnât pass out.
Certainly.
For Xu Changâan, this scene was all too real, having once happened in reality.
Thinking back to when he first saw Yun Qian sitting in the warm water blowing bubbles, sinking, it had scared him greatly.
A verb.
It really gave him a fright, thinking that the girl was truly at her limit.
It turned out to be just a false alarm.
Over time, he found it harmless to her health and suspected that the springâs miraculous properties actually cleared her mind when she awoke.
Xu Changâan walked over and steadily supported Yun Qianâs waist, lifting her from the spring with a bend of his knee, and teased helplessly, "Miss, are you still bragging?"
Yun Qian: "..."
The sluggish Yun Qian instinctively reversed her arms to hug him.
"Forget it." Xu Changâan didnât overthink it. He carefully set Yun Qian on the warm stone at the edge of the spring, washing her as usual when she got dizzy in the bath.
Since this was a live spring, the water quality kept renewing and purifying, and the girl was clean, there was no fear of contaminating the spring water.
Soon.
He took the girlâs hand, but as soon as he let go, Yun Qianâs hand weakly skimmed the waterâs surface. Xu Changâan had to hold her hand to wrap her in a towel.
At this moment, Yun Qian finally regained her senses, breathing lightly.
"Back with us?" Xu Changâan sat beside her.
"Mm." Yun Qian found herself sitting at the hot springâs edge, feet dipping into the warm water.
"Still bragging?" Xu Changâan put on a straight face.
"Bragging... me?" Yun Qian blinked.
"You said it hadnât been long, only a quarter of an hour... Miss, you wouldnât end up like this in just a quarter of an hour."
"Iâm not as strong as I thought," Miss Yun said seriously, then pondered a bit, before saying, "Youâre teasing me again."
Xu Changâan: "..."
Sitting at the edge, with her fingers clutching his clothes, she reproachfully said "bullying"... it truly struck his heart, with actual impact.
Hmm.
The ability to imagine a girlâs expressionless words like this was a skill in itself.
But he quickly adjusted his mood, saying, "Iâm not bullying you."
"Iâm not human?" Yun Qian tilted her head.
Xu Changâanâs voice faltered, "Iâm not bullying Miss."
"Is that so." Yun Qian nodded, her fair finger tracing a straight water line on the warm stones beside her legs, then she said, "If itâs on the bed... considered bullying?"
"...Considered." Xu Changâan thought to himself that her frail body, Wen Chunâs affection, was naturally bullying.
It was even wearing her out.
Therefore, he resisted.
"Then it counts." Yun Qian earnestly said, "Hot springs and affection are the same to me."
"The same? How are they the same?" Xu Changâan was confused by Yun Qianâs words.
Are they truly the same?
Besides sharing a âwarmâ character, thereâs no similarity.
Unlike Yun Qian, he didnât think of Wen Li; his thoughts only drifted towards Yun Qian.
"Itâs both with you two," Yun Qian added.
"I eat with Miss, and thatâs the two of us as well." Xu Changâan quickly retorted.
"Both need to conserve some energy." Yun Qian extended one finger.
"Miss, whatever you do, donât recover your energy." Xu Changâan said without a second thought.
Yun Qian nodded, then mimicked Xu Changâan by extending one finger herself, softly saying, "Hot springs and affection... both tire me, but I really like them."
Xu Changâanâs expression halted, his face beginning to turn awkward: "Like? If youâre tired, donât like them... no, no, I was talking about Miss being oxygen-deprived."
"Oxygen deprivation, right, thereâs more." Yun Qian extended her second finger, "In both hot springs and affection, Iâll be oxygen-deprived and breathless, unable to stand firm... hmm."
"Miss, stop talking." Xu Changâan closed his eyes, resting one hand on her neck, the other covering her mouth, silencing her.
Xu Changâan: "..."
Yun Qian: "..."
The lovers exchanged glances, Miss Yunâs eyelashes quivered lightly.
"I give up." Xu Changâan said.
He realized that he truly had no means against the girl, completely his nemesis, Heart Demon, even in a dream, Yun Qian could have him wrapped around her finger.
As Xu Changâan let go, the girl took a shallow breath and then asked, "Do we have to be reserved even in a dream?"
"No need."
"Was what I said unreasonable?" Yun Qian adjusted her towel, altered her posture, picked up a nearby fruit, and took a bite, then said, "If it tires us, itâs with the two of us, and we like it, itâs the same thing."
A blush crept up Xu Changâanâs face. He knew he was no match for Yun Qian in this conversation and could only turn away: "Miss, youâre being stubborn again."
Stubborn?
Me?
"You said earlier, using the same trick a second time wouldnât work on you?" Yun Qian abruptly said.
"Whatâs the matter?" Xu Changâan turned back, his pupils shrinking.
He saw Yun Qian, a small piece of fruit in her mouth, drawing back her slightly raised chin, and was about to lean in.
A man, always forgetful.