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With every inch closer, her heartbeat sped up by another notch.

Since childhood, she had never done anything intimate with a man; she hadn’t even held hands before.

She had never known that the emotions between a man and a woman could be so intense that they were something to be yearned for.

Let alone understand that liking someone had a bittersweet feeling, making one unable to stop.

When she touched the soft lips, her face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple.

The dragonfly-touch kiss made Xun Qingqing’s heart pound like a drum, and she hurriedly pulled back, covering her burning cheeks, thinking of that soft touch that made her cheeks burn as if on fire.

She really kissed Jun Wuxian!!!

While Xun Qingqing was shocked at herself for kissing someone, the person in question slowly opened his eyes, and under the light saw Xun Qingqing covering her face.

When Xun Qingqing had approached, he had noticed but thought it was Chu Zhao, so he didn’t pay it much attention.

It wasn’t until the person came closer that the faint fragrance told him it wasn’t Chu Zhao.

Normally, he would have recognized the owner of the footsteps; his observation had been affected by the alcohol.

If he wasn’t mistaken just now, did Xun Qingqing kiss him?

Maintaining his position, he gave a light cough, "Why have you come?"

Xun Qingqing’s face was still a bright red. Startled by Jun Wuxian’s voice, she stepped back and turned to look at Jun Wuxian leaning against the post, now watching her, her heart skipped half a beat.

Could it be, her stolen kiss was discovered?

It’s all over...

"Well, I couldn’t sleep, it’s a dark and windy night, I couldn’t see clearly and ran over here, saw you sleeping, I was afraid you would catch a cold, wanted to wake you up but also afraid of startling you."

Xun Qingqing spoke incoherently, having no idea what she was saying.

Jun Wuxian tilted his chin up and quietly watched Xun Qingqing, knowing she was lying but not exposing her.

Xun Qingqing wasn’t sure if Jun Wuxian had noticed her stolen kiss, seeing he was silent, she pursed her lips, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Jun Wuxian said, "I had a bit too much to drink; leaning here feels comfortable."

Xun Qingqing had never seen him drink before, tonight was the first time, and people say one drinks to drown sorrows.

Could it be that being here a long time, he wanted to leave but was too embarrassed to say?

"Are you unhappy about something?"

Jun Wuxian did not answer but countered, "Why do you ask?"

Xun Qingqing glanced at the wine bottle in his hand, "Aren’t you drinking? Men only drink when they are unhappy, I’ve never seen you drink before."

At this, Jun Wuxian couldn’t help but laugh softly, "I do drink; it’s just that you haven’t seen me."

Xun Qingqing, as if discovering something important, "So, you drink often? Often unhappy?"

Jun Wuxian smiled and shook his head, "Not really, drinking is just to relieve boredom, nothing more."

Xun Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she had thought he was here unhappy.

"Aren’t you going to sleep?"

Jun Wuxian put his leg down and stood up, looking down at Xun Qingqing.

Xun Qingqing lifted her head; Jun Wuxian was too tall, she had to look up to see his face.

The lights in the corridor were too dim, they couldn’t clearly see each other’s expressions.

After a long silence, a magnetic voice came from above her head.

"Just now..."

Perhaps feeling guilty, Xun Qingqing quickly interrupted him, "Just now I was slapping a mosquito, there are many mosquitoes in summer."

Jun Wuxian couldn’t help but laugh at her words.

"I’m telling the truth, you should wash up and rest, I’ll be going back now." Xun Qingqing averted her gaze and ran off, though it was more like fleeing than leaving.

She was afraid Jun Wuxian knew she had stolen a kiss from him.

Jun Wuxian stood in the corridor, watching the petite figure hurriedly leave under the moonlight.

"There are no three hundred taels of silver buried here."

Xun Qingqing ran all the way back to her room and sat in front of the dressing table, seeing in the copper mirror that face with two obvious scars, and when she touched them, she could feel their roughness.

Who would like such an ugly face?

Her whole life had been ruined by that brute.

But that brute had already been killed by Jun Wuxian, not only killed but also disfigured and disabled.

No matter how satisfying, it couldn’t make her face return to its original state.

If Jun Wuxian knew she had stolen a kiss from him, would he find it disgusting?

Xun Qingqing covered her face and ran to bed, she had been too impulsive; if Jun Wuxian hadn’t been asleep, would it be very awkward when they met tomorrow?

The more Xun Qingqing thought about it, the less she could sleep.

The next day, Xun Qingqing walked out of her boudoir with dark circles under her eyes.

On her way to have a meal, she ran into Jun Wuxian and stopped guiltily in her tracks; the night before, being dark and windy, gave the bold artist clarity, nothing could be seen clearly in the dark.