The day felt incredibly long. She kept glancing at the sky, noticing the sun was already setting, yet the light still lingered.
"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Fan Qingchen
asked, noticing Qin Chuan's frequent glances at the sky, as if he had something urgent to attend to. "Nothing, it just feels like the days are so long, why isn't it dark yet?" Qin Chuan replied earnestly.
At first, Fan Qingchen didn't think much of it, just wondering why Qin Chuan was waiting for dark. But she quickly understood.
She had just agreed to let him come to her bedroom tonight, so she felt both embarrassed and angry, utterly speechless at this guy. She
glared at Qin Chuan fiercely but didn't say anything. She knew it was useless now; he was completely impervious to reason.
Qin Chuan, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed watching this woman glare at him. He had to admit, she looked beautiful when she glared at him; with emotion, she exuded a refined and graceful charm.
Normally, she was indifferent to worldly desires, but now, with a touch of life and a refined elegance, she seemed like a peerless beauty stepping out of a painting.
Fan Qingchen felt a little uneasy at the thought of sharing a bed with this guy that night. Unlike Qin Chuan, she felt the day was passing too quickly; soon the sun would set and it would be dark.
Qin Chuan had prepared a lavish dinner, and not only that, he had also opened a jar of wine. The room was softly lit, and the atmosphere was very warm.
The more warm it was, the more flustered Fan Qingchen felt
. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Um, let's discuss something!" "Except for me going to sleep in the bedroom, I agree to everything else," Qin Chuan said seriously.
"Uh, then it's fine!" Fan Qingchen continued eating.
Qin Chuan smiled happily. This woman was becoming more and more interesting.
Before, after dinner, Fan Qingchen would go back to her bedroom soon, but today, she lingered in the living room chatting with Qin Chuan.
She wasn't a talkative person, so her words now were clearly perfunctory, not to mention her eyes and expression couldn't hide it.
Qin Chuan knew this all too well. Even if she were good at pretending, it would be obvious without him even thinking.
Qin Chuan found it quite amusing and didn't rush her. He simply listened to her, chatting with her attentively. He could easily handle the conversation.
However, there was one thing: if Fan Qingchen didn't speak, Qin Chuan wouldn't initiate conversation either. He was waiting for her to suggest going to the bedroom to rest.
Then he could follow her, but Fan Qingchen seemed to know his intentions, so she wouldn't say anything about going back to the bedroom.
When Fan Qingchen didn't know what to say, she would talk to Qin Chuan about cultivation, such as the Buddha statues in the cave.
During this time, both of their cultivation levels had greatly increased, with Fan Qingchen's increase surpassing Qin Chuan's. Their conversation was quite harmonious.
Before they knew it, it was quite late. The bright moon hung high, and the stars twinkled. Moonlight streamed through the window, filling the room with a dreamlike, pure, and gentle beauty.
A woman is more beautiful under the moonlight, and men are also more handsome under the moonlight, especially someone like Qin Chuan, who possessed a natural aura and an ethereal, peerless elegance.
Fan Qingchen stared at Qin Chuan, slightly lost in thought. She was simply curious, a pure admiration; she didn't know her own feelings, but her motives were certainly innocent.
Qin Chuan smiled at her, and when Fan Qingchen came to her senses, her face flushed slightly. Even when she was previously without desires, she would still feel embarrassed, though less so than most people.
It's said that those without desires don't feel shy because they have no wants or needs; what do they care about? And what they care about always has an ulterior motive…
This might be true, but being without desires isn't entirely about abandoning one's desires. Some basic instincts remain, so being without desires isn't abnormal; it simply means being indifferent to many things.
Fan Qingchen hadn't really been without desires lately, so her blushing and embarrassment were normal, especially now, like a little girl caught in the act.
Qin Chuan was happy, but Fan Qingchen felt increasingly ashamed, even a little embarrassed, thinking to herself, "This guy will definitely seize this opportunity to tease me."
Qin Chuan didn't say much. He took Fan Qingchen's hand, making her tremble slightly.
It was so late, and being held by the hand made her heart flutter. She looked up at Qin Chuan, only to see his smiling, clear eyes.
This calmed her. Qin Chuan pulled her along,
saying, "It's getting late, let's go rest!" Fan Qingchen trembled and stammered, "Um, I'm not... ready yet."
Qin Chuan smiled at her, "What are you going to prepare?"
As they spoke, they arrived at the bedroom.
The room was spotless. The bed wasn't large, but it wasn't small either; it could sleep two people. Qin Chuan was a little flustered.
"Will you sleep inside or outside?" Qin Chuan asked with a smile.
"Outside...outside!" Fan Qingchen whispered.
Having already promised Qin Chuan, there was no going back. Qin Chuan took a shower, put on his pajamas, and lay down on the bed.
Fan Qingchen went to take a shower as well.
However, the shower took a long time, and Qin Chuan drifted off to sleep. After all, he knew nothing would happen; sleeping here was a huge breakthrough.
Fan Qingchen returned, dressed neatly. She breathed a slight sigh of relief only after seeing Qin Chuan asleep. Then, after a moment's hesitation, she carefully lay down beside the bed, keeping a distance from Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan slept very comfortably.
Fan Qingchen had barely slept all night. As a powerful martial artist, going without sleep for several days was nothing unusual, so she hadn't slept.
But lying here alone was boring, especially with a man sleeping beside her.
This felt absurd.
Something she had never even considered before was now actually happening, and she couldn't help but look at Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan seemed to be sleeping soundly; he was indeed asleep.
Fan Qingchen was puzzled. This guy was asleep just to sleep here?
Looking at that familiar, warm face, Fan Qingchen smiled naturally, a gentle smile, a faint happiness for some reason.
Because Qin Chuan was asleep, she didn't feel shy, just a strange feeling of having a man sleeping on her bed.
Qin Chuan unconsciously rolled over, turning to sleep on his side, facing Fan Qingchen. There had been a slight distance between them before
, but this turn meant he was practically touching her. Qin Chuan's head was almost touching Fan Qingchen's shoulder; his breath could practically land on her neck.
Fan Qingchen nearly ran away, but ultimately didn't, only tensing up.
And so the night passed.
Nothing happened. Fan Qingchen didn't sleep a wink all night and got up early the next morning. When Qin Chuan got up, the room was empty.
After washing up, Qin Chuan found Fan Qingchen making breakfast. Curious, he went over and looked at her intently.
Fan Qingchen blushed slightly under his gaze. Perhaps it was because they had slept side-by-side the night before, but she felt a different way looking at Qin Chuan.