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Xun Qingqing froze at his words, unable to believe it, she looked up at Jun Wuxian, wondering what he meant by spending the rest of their lives together?

But she was afraid she might misunderstand him, perhaps he meant being lifetime friends.

Although she had long given up hope, there was still a faint expectation in her heart.

With timidness, she asked, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Jun Wuxian was still smiling, "The literal meaning."

Xun Qingqing was somewhat annoyed, there were many literal meanings, how could she know which one he was referring to?

"Don’t hide it, I don’t mind, so why do you?" Jun Wuxian pulled her hand away from her face, once again revealing that fair cheek with two scars on each side, one deeper than the other.

His fingers caressed her cheek, the tips clearly feeling the unevenness of the scars.

The thing women care about the most is their face, especially in front of the person they like, how could they not mind if they say they don’t?

Xun Qingqing tried to cover her face again, but Jun Wuxian stopped her, and she said with annoyance, "Stop looking, it’ll give you nightmares."

Xun Qingqing often had nightmares because of her face, she certainly didn’t want Jun Wuxian to have nightmares for seeing her face.

Jun Wuxian couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Why would you have nightmares?"

Xun Qingqing said, "Because I’m afraid."

Jun Wuxian chuckled, "I’m braver than you, I won’t be scared, nor will I have nightmares."

Xun Qingqing felt like she was being brainwashed by Jun Wuxian, her head spinning, and the saying in the storybook wasn’t wrong at all, beauty leads people astray.

Jun Wuxian said, pausing with every word, "In the future, you don’t need to wear a veil in front of me."

Xun Qingqing couldn’t refuse Jun Wuxian, but the thought of the scars on her face still made her hesitate, "...That wouldn’t be good."

Jun Wuxian’s gaze fell on the scar on her cheek, leaning in to kiss the mark, not averse to intimate contact with her, despite never having been close to a woman before.

Just like that night, when Xun Qingqing had stealthily kissed him, she had discovered it.

Not just the stealthy kiss that night but also during their previous interactions, they had had intimate contact, though it was just physical touch.

He didn’t like to meddle in others’ affairs, but when it came to Xun Qingqing, he had interfered in everything.

A kiss as light as a dragonfly’s touch, yet it caused thousands of ripples in Xun Qingqing’s heart that took a long time to calm.

Jun Wuxian kissed me?

Even if it was just the cheek.

She looked at Jun Wuxian with wide eyes, "Why did you kiss my face?"

Jun Wuxian laughed lightly, "You’ve already accepted my betrothal gift, so a kiss is only proper."

"Betrothal gift?" Xun Qingqing quickly thought of the hairpin from last night, realizing it truly was a betrothal gift, her eyes widened even more than before, still unable to believe it was real.

"Didn’t you say you wouldn’t marry an ugly freak? So why give me a betrothal gift, doesn’t it mean you want to marry me, this..." The words "ugly freak" remained unspoken, as she didn’t want to believe she was one.

Jun Wuxian tapped her forehead with his folding fan, "I said I wouldn’t marry an ugly freak, are you one?"

Xun Qingqing was stunned again. She thought that Jun Wuxian said he didn’t mind to comfort and appease her, but now she realized he truly didn’t mind.

Why did she feel like she was dreaming?

The scenarios from the storybook were happening to her?

"Why didn’t you say it was a betrothal gift when you gave it last night?"

Jun Wuxian said, "It was too abrupt, I was afraid it would scare you."

Giving a betrothal gift might have been a bit sudden, but it was not a decision made on impulse.

Thinking of the hairpin, Xun Qingqing knew it was a treasure at first glance, although she wasn’t familiar with valuable items, it seemed now that the hairpin was even more precious than she had thought.

Indeed, she was shocked by Jun Wuxian’s sudden betrothal gift, but of course, joy was not absent.

"So why did you suddenly give me a betrothal gift?"

Jun Wuxian smiled and countered, "Then why did you steal a kiss from me?"

Xun Qingqing was initially taken aback, realizing he knew about her stealing a kiss that night, her small face turned red in an instant, like a ripe apple, flushed and rosy.

"You knew all along." Her voice weakened, shy to the extreme.

Jun Wuxian looked at her leisurely, "Mm."

Xun Qingqing now realized that Jun Wuxian was truly somewhat wicked, knowing full well she liked him yet deliberately pretending not to know.

"You pretended to be unaware at the time, just to watch me make a fool of myself."

"You’re wronging me; I didn’t mention it because I was afraid you’d be embarrassed," said Jun Wuxian, pausing before continuing, "I was supposed to give you a Love Token, but considering your age, I thought it better to go straight to the betrothal gift, to save some time."

Giving a betrothal gift should have been a happy occasion, but Xun Qingqing couldn’t shake the feeling that Jun Wuxian was implying she was getting old?