Forcing him to watch himself
"This is our first encounter, so I, the Marquis, do not plan to force you into anything. However, there are a few points you need to understand,"
Su Yan spoke slowly, very seriously.
"First, I have taken a liking to you. Sooner or later, I will redeem you. When you will co with depends on your will.
Second, I will treat you as well as possible, stand by your side no matter what happens, and if you’re bullied, speak up; from now on, I’ve got your back.
Third, you have to accept it when I hold you or kiss you. Of course, if you hold or kiss , I will accept that too.
Fourth, I’m not just talking; you need to take my words to heart.
Do you rember this?"
Ji Yu was stunned there.
His slim and long eyes looked at Su Yan, probably not expecting her to say such a thing.
Su Yan asked again
"Do you rember this?"
Ji Yu lowered his eyes and nodded,
"This servant rembers."
Only upon such close observation did one notice a teardrop mole beneath his left eye flickering under the candlelight.
Su Yan blinked and leaned in close.
She kissed the mole beneath his eye.
As he was bowing his head, Ji Yu’s body trembled violently at that kiss.
His eyes suddenly lifted.
Looking at Su Yan.
Because Su Yan was kissing with closed eyes, very intently,
she completely failed to notice the sharpness that flitted through his gaze.
Only when she finished kissing and straightened up,
did she open her eyes.
Ji Yu’s eyes had once again lowered.
His eyelashes trembled.
That frail appearance was distressingly pitiful.
Su Yan didn’t see it, but Xiao Hua did.
That knife-like gaze scared Xiao Hua, making her little heart tremble for a long ti.
Hence, Xiao Hua spoke out,
"Host, Lord Hero might not be that weak."
Su Yan responded absent-mindedly with a sound,
"Hmm."
Xiao Hua saw that the Host was not heeding her words.
She scoffed twice and didn’t want to speak with the Host any longer.
Directly blocking her Five Senses, unwilling to watch these two holding hands any longer.
Su Yan took a turn around the room, eventually stopping in front of the Ancient Zither.
Pointing, she asked,
"Can you play it?"
Ji Yu nodded,
"A little."
Then, Ji Yu asked,
"Would the Young Master like to listen?"
Su Yan nodded,
"Yes."
Following that, Ji Yu led Su Yan to the table, gesturing for her to sit down.
Then, he brewed a cup of tea and brought it over to Su Yan, and also lit the incense burner.
Soon, a scent resembling sandalwood wafted through the air.
It was quite refreshing to the senses.
Ji Yu sat down in front of the Ancient Zither.
He composed himself.
Then, his fingers plucked the strings.
A lody began to flow out.
The sound was silky and pleasant to the ear.
It was probably getting late.
Under the lodious sound of the zither, Su Yan closed her eyes and rested her head on the table, propping her forehead up with one hand as she fell asleep.
And gradually, the zither music grew softer.
Until those distinct knuckles pressed down on the strings.
The sound stopped completely.
Ji Yu lowered his eyes, pulling out a handkerchief from his bosom.
He wiped the corner of his eye, where Su Yan had kissed him, over and over again.
After he finished wiping, he disposed of the handkerchief on the floor as if throwing away trash.
He rose from the Ancient Zither.
He looked at Su Yan for a while, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
But that smile was utterly devoid of emotion.
He sat on the other side of the table, poured himself a cup of tea and sipped slowly,
not waking Su Yan, allowing her to keep sleeping on the edge of the table.
Perhaps because Su Yan had kissed him, Ji Yu’s gaze involuntarily drifted back to Su Yan from ti to ti,
then shifted away again.
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