Under Xiao Yeyang’s careful drying, Daohua’s hair gradually became dry. Casually playing with the strand that fell in front of her chest, she occasionally turned to glance at Xiao Yeyang standing behind her.
Every time she looked over, she would meet Xiao Yeyang’s gaze.
Seeing the smile and tenderness in his eyes, Daohua’s entire heart was filled with sweetness.
She had thought that after not seeing each other for two years, there would be some distance and strangeness upon meeting again. But unexpectedly, aside from the fullness of joy, only pleasant memories of their past times together remained in her mind.
A gentle breeze brushed by, carrying with it a tender mist, and the air was filled with a sweet fragrance.
Neither of them concealed the joy in their hearts after this long-awaited reunion, both quietly enjoying this moment of tranquility and ease.
Xiao Yeyang carefully wiped Daohua’s sleek, black hair. The soft caress of her hair through his fingers was like a brush tickling his heart, and a light fragrance wafted from her hair, intoxicating him.
Xiao Yeyang slowly bent down, wanting to take a deeper whiff of her hair’s fragrance.
"Are you done?"
Feeling that Xiao Yeyang had stopped his movements, Daohua couldn’t help but turn her head and look over, just in time for their noses to accidentally bump into each other.
Looking at Xiao Yeyang’s face so close to hers, looking into his shining, dark eyes, Daohua’s heart began to thump wildly, like a startled deer.
Xiao Yeyang gazed steadily at Daohua, taking in her wide-eyed look of surprise and her slightly parted, tempting, rosy lips.
Xiao Yeyang felt dry-mouthed once again, tilted his head slightly, and decisively, swiftly kissed the inviting lips.
The soft, full lips were as sweet as he remembered, and the present-day Xiao Yeyang was no longer content with a mere graze of a kiss. Extending his arm, he held back Daohua’s head as she tried to move away and possessively deepened the kiss.
Dominant, passionate, yet still tender.
Just when Daohua was about to suffocate, Xiao Yeyang gradually stopped and, looking at her flushed cheeks, gently laughed and said, "Silly girl, why were you holding your breath?"
Daohua blinked her eyes, turned her head away feeling a bit awkward. Why, of course, it was because she was too nervous and forgot to breathe!
Seeing Daohua’s face which couldn’t hide her inner turmoil, Xiao Yeyang couldn’t help but smile and swiftly pecked her red lips: "It’s okay, you’ll get used to it over time."
Daohua glared at him, her shyness surfacing as she blushed and spat out a word of chastisement, "Pooh, who will get used to it?" With that, she stood up, pretending she was about to leave.
Xiao Yeyang quickly held her, wrapped his arms around her, and said cheerfully, "Why are you angry? What I said is true. Now that you have come to the capital, tomorrow I will enter the palace, request a marriage from the noble uncle, and then... Your uncle won’t be able to stop us from consummating our marriage."
Daohua twisted Xiao Yeyang’s arm that was wrapped around her quite hard: "You’re just getting more and more excited, aren’t you?"
Watching Daohua’s bashful demeanor, Xiao Yeyang chuckled delightedly, leaned over, and kissed her cheek again. Once was not enough, so he kissed her another time.
Daohua quickly dodged, feeling an increasing frequency of kisses landing on her face, and had to speak up to stop it: "Xiao Yeyang, stop that now."
"But my hands aren’t moving!" Xiao Yeyang replied playfully.
Daohua, at a loss for words, hit him lightly: "Then stop talking."
"I won’t!" Xiao Yeyang flatly refused.
Daohua: "Keep this up, and I’ll get angry."
Xiao Yeyang hesitated for a moment: "Alright, if you kiss me, I’ll stop."
"Dream on!"
"Then I can’t stop."
"Xiao Yeyang!!!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
As they teased each other, a sudden awkward cough came from behind.
Daohua stiffened and patted Xiao Yeyang’s hand to signal him to let go.
With reluctance, Xiao Yeyang withdrew his hand and turned to look at Wang Manman and Bi Shi standing not far away, their backs to him: "What is it?"
Wang Manman and Bi Shi slowly turned around with hairdressing tools in hand, curtsied, and then spoke up: "The old master has called for us to have a meal."
Upon hearing it was Gu Jian calling for them, Xiao Yeyang immediately straightened up: "Oh, we’ll be right there."
Daohua also hurriedly summoned Wang Manman over to arrange her hair: "Make it simple, don’t keep Teacher waiting."
Wang Manman nodded and quickly styled Daohua’s hair into a simple household bun.
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