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Compared to the furious Xin'er, the young man leisurely stretched out his hand to stifle a yawn, immediately adopting a look of fatigue.
With a gentle sweep of his Phoenix Eyes, he surveyed the surroundings.
Noticing that he was standing on soft grass, he casually lifted his garment and lay down directly on the ground.
His gaze, however, remained fixed on Xin'er in the tree above, never wavering for a moment.
It seemed as if he was waiting to see how she would come down.
In contrast to Aotianqi's relaxed demeanor, Xin'er was both angry and anxious.
After all, she couldn't climb trees, and with the height she was at, she had no idea how to get down safely.
Moreover, thinking about how long she had been out, she wondered if Xuan was already anxiously searching for her.
With this thought in mind, Xin'er glared at the young man sprawled out on the grass.
At that moment, the sun had already reached its zenith.
The brilliant sunlight radiated dazzling beams that poured over the entire land.
A gentle breeze rustled through the Floral Array surrounding her, making it sway gracefully as if each flower were a fairy in splendid attire dancing the most enchanting dance.
The scenery around was as beautiful as a painting; however, the young man lay lazily there, eyes closed in feigned slumber. In an instant, the vibrant surroundings seemed to pale in comparison to him.
Xin'er, initially annoyed, fixed her gaze on the young man.
Today, he wore an Aqua Blue Robe, with a Gem Belt cinched at his waist. His Black Hair was adorned with a Jade Crown, and from his attire, it was clear he was someone of great wealth or nobility.
Reflecting on how the young man had referred to himself earlier sparked her curiosity about his identity.
Thus, her attention lingered on him even more.
Seeing the young man with his Eyes tightly closed, as if he were asleep, only heightened Xin'er's anxiety.
Her worried gaze remained fixed on him, unwavering.
At that moment, a beautiful butterfly appeared out of nowhere, fluttering its wings gracefully before finally landing between the young man's brows.
The butterfly was stunning, white with hints of blue spots, truly captivating.
As it rested there, it added an air of elegance and ethereal beauty to the already handsome young man.
For a brief moment, Xin'er found herself entranced.
She thought to herself that this young man was exceptionally good-looking!
However, while she admired his beauty, she felt no infatuation whatsoever.
In a vast expanse, after all, in her heart, Xiner believed that Xuan was the most handsome person in the world.
However, just as Xiner was lost in thought, the boy who had seemed to be sound asleep suddenly opened his Phoenix Eyes, which had been tightly shut.
In an instant, their gazes locked. The moment his eyes opened, the boy's Phoenix Eyes sparkled, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
In those long and beautiful eyes, there was a smile and a sense of indulgence that even he himself was unaware of.
His Red Lips curved slightly as he spoke to the girl.
"Am I not very handsome?"
Though it was a question, it came from the boy's lips with undeniable certainty.
If such words had come from someone else, they would have elicited chills and disbelief, making one think that person was shameless and overly narcissistic.
Yet this boy truly had the right to be self-absorbed.
Dressed in luxurious garments that exuded nobility, with Black Hair cascading like a waterfall, he possessed an elegant demeanor. As Beautiful As Jade, his brows held a hint of rebelliousness, making him appear like a wild stallion.
Upon hearing the boy's words, Xiner's delicate face momentarily froze in surprise. Then, without a second thought, she nodded in agreement.
"Well, he is quite handsome!"
"Uh..." Upon hearing Xin'er’s words, Aotianqi was momentarily taken aback.
He was well aware of his own appearance.
Moreover, given his status, there were always people eager to curry favor with him, constantly flattering and praising him.
He had heard so many compliments that he had grown indifferent to them.
However, at this moment, hearing the girl’s words brought a wave of secret joy and pride to Aotianqi's heart.
He felt as if he were floating in a sea of clouds, light and carefree.
Looking at the girl, her eyes were dark and bright, clear and pure, without a hint of insincerity. Just seeing her made one feel fondness.
And this was also her true thought!
She believed she was good-looking too, huh...
Aotianqi felt pleased, and a hint of joy appeared between his brows.
Then, suddenly, Aotianqi stood up from the grass. He first brushed off the bits of grass from his clothes, then with a light push off his toes, he soared up into the tree like a swift swallow.
"Ha..."
Feeling the presence of another person beside her, the branch, though sturdy, couldn't help but shake violently under the weight of two.
The sudden tremor startled Xin'er, making her fear that she might fall.
Without a second thought, she instinctively reached out and clung to the nearest object.
Unbeknownst to her, that object was actually a person...
Aotianqi clearly enjoyed Xin'er's embrace.
Seeing the fear and panic on her face made him unconsciously push off with his toes, causing the branch to sway even more.
It was like a small boat caught in a stormy sea, rocking dangerously.
This only heightened Xin'er's panic; she instinctively tightened her grip around the object beside her to prevent herself from falling.
In her fright, she completely missed the smug smile curling at the corners of the boy's lips, reminiscent of a fox that had just stolen a farmer's chicken...
At that moment, Aotianqi felt as if his heart were filled with honey—sweet and utterly pleased with himself.
He could feel the warmth of soft skin against him, as delicate hands wrapped tightly around his waist, while her chest pressed against his, her flustered yet charming little face close to his.
In the air, there lingered a faint scent of Magnolia unique to the girl.
At that moment, Aotian Xue felt as if he possessed the most precious treasure in the world.
He was thoroughly enjoying this moment.
He thought to himself that if time could forever pause at this instant, it wouldn't be so bad...
With this thought, Aotianqi took advantage of the girl's flustered state, slowly wrapping his large hand around her slender waist.
Feeling the delicate waist that barely filled his palm sent a jolt through Aotianqi's heart.
It was as if a small stone had been tossed into a calm lake, creating ripples upon ripples...
He realized that the girl's waist was so thin it seemed like it could snap with just a pinch.
Seeing this made Aotianqi feel a twinge of pity for the girl in his arms.
Especially when he noticed her lovely little face had drained of color due to her panic.
Her beautiful eyes were tightly shut, and her small mouth opened slightly in a gasp.
That pitiful expression stirred a sense of guilt within Aotianqi.
Feeling that this time her joke had gone too far...
With this thought, Aotianqi relaxed the pressure on his toes.
The swaying trunk gradually stabilized.
Xin'er, who had been terrified, began to notice this change as well. Her previously chaotic heart slowly calmed down.
Then, she couldn't help but open her tightly shut eyes just a crack.
Feeling the branches no longer shaking, Xin'er let out a heavy sigh of relief.
However, before she could fully relax, she realized that what she was holding was not the tree trunk, but...
Aotianqi!?
Seeing this, Xin'er couldn't help but gasp in shock.
She was startled once again.
Her first instinct was to quickly release her hold on the man and take a step back.
However, Xin'er forgot that she was currently in a tree, and behind her, there was no way to retreat...
Xin'er felt a sudden emptiness beneath her feet, and in an instant, she found herself falling backward.
"Ah..."
The event occurred so unexpectedly that Xin'er was completely unprepared. As she sensed herself plummeting from the tree, her heart raced to her throat.
She thought for sure that this time she would fall.
Falling from such a height, she would either die or be severely injured...
Fear gripped Xin'er's heart, yet there was nothing she could do to stop her descent.
While she was terrified, she also mentally prepared herself for the worst.
However, in the end, she did fall.
To her astonishment, she discovered that the ground beneath her seemed surprisingly soft!?
"Uh!?"
As Xin'er slowly regained her senses, she was amazed to find herself completely unharmed.
Oh my!
"Is this really happening!?"
Just a moment ago, she had been standing at a height above the ground, and falling from there could have left her dead or severely injured. Yet now, she felt no pain at all!
Moreover, she sensed something soft and elastic behind her, as if...
As this thought crossed her mind, Xin'er suddenly realized something was off.
Her gaze fell upon the spot where Aotianqi had been standing on the tree trunk, but he was nowhere to be seen!
Could it be...?
With that thought, Xin'er turned slowly, like a machine, and when she saw the boy she had landed on, she was struck with shock as if thunder had struck her.
No wonder she was unharmed; someone had acted as her cushion...
Xin'er felt a wave of astonishment wash over her. Looking at the boy beneath her, she noticed he had his eyes tightly shut and his lips pressed together, clearly unconscious.
Seeing this, Xin'er panicked. She quickly got off the boy and crouched beside him, shaking his shoulders and exclaiming, "Hey, wake up! Are you okay!?"
Xin'er spoke in a flurry of anxiety, but no matter how much she shook him, the boy's closed eyes remained shut throughout.
Seeing this, Xin'er was so frightened that she was on the verge of tears.
Oh my, what should I do now!?
Why won't this boy wake up!?
Could it be...
At this thought, Xin'er's heart suddenly leaped into her throat. She then reached out her trembling hand towards the boy's nose...
When she felt that the boy was no longer breathing, Xin'er felt as if her entire mind had gone blank with a loud 'bang'...
Oh my!
He...
Is dead!!!
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