Chapter 42 Why is it raining so much?

Xu Ruo's final whisper made Qingya's body tremble.

The haze in her starry eyes grew stronger, along with a trace of uncontrollable shyness.

She didn't dodge; instead, she held Xu Ruo tightly, responding to him with a trembling body.

This time, Xu Ruo no longer hesitated.

His movements were gentler than before, but the territory belonging to Qingya...

Was slowly falling...

The room was filled with romance and enchanting spring scenery.

Tonight was destined to be an unforgettable night for Qingya.

It not only represented a crucial step in her transition from a young girl to maturity.

It also changed her long-held wish...

...

The next day, at the first light of dawn—

Outside the Holy Mountain Monastery, the sound of pitter-pattering rain gradually drifted in.

It was as if someone had been forced to release Chantless Water Magic countless times throughout the night.

Perhaps due to her unique constitution, Qingya truly lived up to her favorite color.

It was a shade of blue that looked exceptionally moist...

When Xu Ruo opened his eyes, he saw Qingya's flushed, oval face.

She lay quietly in his arms, sleeping soundly as if taking a nap.

Her body curled up in his embrace, as docile and petite as a kitten.

Her long, fair legs had yet to fall away from Xu Ruo's body.

Everything gave Xu Ruo a sense of satisfaction.

Although he had been very gentle, it was still a bit much for Qingya.

Fortunately, the final result was good...

Although things hadn't gone smoothly at the start last night.

To the point where Qingya almost couldn't hold back her tears.

But under Xu Ruo's patient and gentle guidance, she finally completed her moment of transformation...

Although the Dragon Girl seemed to be in a deep sleep right now.

Xu Ruo could clearly feel her uneven breathing—sometimes deep, sometimes shallow, sometimes weak, sometimes strong.

Clearly, she was pretending to sleep.

Xu Ruo didn't expose her, but instead gently stroked her soft hair and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.

Qingya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her ears turned a faint red.

Still pretending to sleep, she slowly opened her eyes.

What met her gaze was Xu Ruo's tender look.

For a moment, it was as if their eyes were locked.

Qingya's face grew redder, and she shyly looked away, covering half her face with her arm.

Xu Ruo pulled Qingya closer, pressing her tightly against his chest, and looked down with a smile:

"You're awake?"

A blush rose on Qingya's face. She nodded slightly but didn't look at Xu Ruo, just burying herself in his chest without a word.

Xu Ruo didn't rush her, just holding her quietly.

After a long while, Qingya finally spoke, her voice both shy and soft:

"Did you know I was pretending to sleep?"

"Pretty much,"

Xu Ruo didn't deny it, gently stroking Qingya's hair.

Qingya slowly raised her head, her bright eyes looking at Xu Ruo. The blush on her face hadn't faded, and her tone was a bit uncertain yet happy:

"Then... you didn't call me out?"

"Why would I?" Xu Ruo maintained his somewhat indifferent expression, saying with a serious face: "You actually look quite cute when you're pretending to sleep."

Qingya's face turned an even deeper shade of red, but she couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

She reached out a delicate hand and gave Xu Ruo a light smack, her face full of shyness:

"You're so bad!"

Xu Ruo did not smile, nor did he argue.

Qingya couldn't help but bury her face back into Xu Ruo's chest.

After they had embraced for who knows how long, Qingya spoke again.

Her voice was very thin and soft, as if she were a bit embarrassed to say it:

"Um..."

"It's light out, I should head back..."

"Otherwise, if Mira finds me, you might be in trouble..."

Xu Ruo didn't have a bad impression of that somewhat annoying silver-haired little girl.

But since Qingya said so... naturally, he wouldn't refuse.

However...

Looking at her, why did it seem like she had no intention of leaving at all?

Xu Ruo suddenly teased, "What? Can't bear to get up yet?"

Qingya's long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Her eyes darted around, but she didn't get up; instead, she hugged Xu Ruo a bit tighter.

"Just a little longer..."

Xu Ruo smiled again and pulled Qingya closer.

Qingya leaned against Xu Ruo's chest with peace of mind, seemingly unwilling to break this wonderful tranquility.

After another unknown amount of time, Xu Ruo gently stroked Qingya's soft hair and said softly:

"Alright, time to get up."

Qingya slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with reluctance.

She rose from Xu Ruo's embrace and caught a shy glimpse of Xu Ruo's naked body.

A blush rose on Qingya's face again. She hurriedly grabbed her clothes to cover her body and prepared to get out of bed.

But as soon as she moved, her body felt a bit sore.

She couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

Seeing this, Xu Ruo got up and picked Qingya up.

While helping her dress, he said somewhat helplessly:

"Sorry, I already tried to hold back my strength..."

"But I didn't expect..."

"You seem to be even more alluring than I thought..."

Qingya was already shy, and Xu Ruo's words made her face feel like it was on fire.

She curled up in Xu Ruo's arms, not daring to look up.

Xu Ruo helped her dress, gave her a light kiss on the lips, and looked at her with a smile:

"Do you want me to walk you back?"

Qingya shook her head and stood up, supporting herself against the bed.

Her body was indeed still a bit sore.

But she still insisted on putting on her shoes and leaving the bed.

She didn't dare to look at Xu Ruo again, keeping her head down with a red face, only giving a soft "mm."

Xu Ruo didn't insist and walked Qingya to the door.

Before opening the door and leaving the room, Qingya couldn't help but look back at Xu Ruo.

Her bright eyes were filled with shyness and tenderness.

Finally, she turned and left the room with a slight limp.

She gently closed the door behind her.

Xu Ruo, as before, cleaned up all traces as if nothing had happened.

However, while tidying up, he looked out the window at the pitter-pattering rain.

Whether it was a double entendre or for some other reason, Xu Ruo couldn't help but mutter to himself—

"Next time, I might have to prepare an umbrella first. Why is there so much water..."

"Forget it..."

"When the rain stops, it'll be time to visit an old friend..."

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