Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 591 - Three Hundred and Seventy-Five: Cute

Chapter 591: Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy-Five: Cute

Anxiety, unease, and anticipation relentlessly paced back and forth in Tianyan’s heart.

She was somewhat afraid of receiving a negative response from him.

Yet the occasional flashes of golden light in his narrow eyes gave her a bit of confidence.

The unique Sky Pupil of the Yantian Art confirmed that this guy truly possessed the Celestial Fates Divine Soul.

This time... he should be able to remember.

Unconsciously, she clenched her fists tightly, but her bright eyes remained unwaveringly fixed on the man before her.

Time slipped away quietly between their gazes, accompanied by the ticking of the rain and the howling of the cold wind.

"Hmm..."

His thoughtful voice was soft, but it plucked at her heartstrings like the strings of a zither.

Suddenly, he reached out and gently wrapped his arms around her slender shoulders.

Tianyan’s body tensed up, and it wasn’t until the moment she was to receive a definite answer that she felt her heartbeat quicken to an abnormal rate.

She was somewhat scared.

But also very expectant.

Because if this didn’t work, then she truly had no other options left...

Subconsciously, she circulated her cultivation technique, entering a state of void to await the answer with a divine demeanor as cold as ice, yet in the end, she chose not to escape.

And then...

"I won’t tell you."

"....." Tianyan’s trembling form stilled, and her gaze toward Xu Yuan darkened bit by bit, eventually becoming like that of looking at a dead man.

In silence.

Xu Yuan suddenly realized he probably shouldn’t be joking at such a crucial moment. He withdrew his hand, opened his mouth to speak, but before he could utter a word, a powerful repelling force burst forth from the girl beside him!

The air froze for an instant.

Bang!

Boom!

"Cough ah!"

Three muffled sounds.

Xu Yuan was embedded directly into the intricately carved headboard of the bed made from Jintan wood.

That hurt...

Jintan wood is known for its hardness, surpassing even metal and stone.

Crashing directly into it, creating a hole, the half-trapped Xu Yuan felt as though his body was falling apart. Before he could extract himself, he saw a pair of crystal-clear bare feet drifting toward him.

"....."

After staring for two seconds, Xu Yuan followed the flawless feet up with his gaze.

Tianyan hovered in mid-air, her golden pupils looking down at him from above.

It was cold, as if he were standing naked in the middle of a blizzard in the Northern Frontier.

She hated his disdainful demeanor, had hated it from the beginning.

Always like this.

Always like this.

Every time she wanted to get a firm answer from this bastard, he would brush it off with an indifferent attitude.

Two thousand years ago, the world was vast.

She went to many places for him, but he never changed.

It was the same when he whispered teasing words, it was the same when he did ambiguous things, and it was even the same after he had her body!

She knew he valued her greatly.

But this importance, rather than being as sturdy as a mountain, was more like a castle in the air, ready to collapse at any moment.

That’s why she could never see through what he truly held in his heart.

Even at the end of the Illusionary Realm, his heart was still like that...

Staring at Xu Yuan’s familiar handsome face, Tianyan struggled to suppress the urge to punch this bastard in the gut:

"Don’t joke about this kind of thing, okay?"

Her voice was soft, cold, and yet it gave the impression of seething through gritted teeth.

"....."

Pulling one arm out of the wooden debris behind him, Xu Yuan looked at the suddenly fierce Tianyan and rubbed his brow.

Regarding the reason Tianyan was breaking down, Xu Yuan could guess a thing or two.

When a long-awaited hope is shattered, the feeling of disappointment can make one sensitive and fragile.

And indeed, she must have thought of some things in the Illusionary Realm.

Like...

Security.

He understood his own nature, Xu Yuan himself was clear about it.

No matter in his past life or this one, he had always been a boy with a heart as fragile as shattered glass.

His gentle, cultured, and affectionate demeanor could probably make Tianyan’s heart flutter and sink.

Unfortunately, in dealing with Tianyan, he would always maintain a relationship of being close yet distant, which would make her anxious, make her yearn for joy, and would fascinate her as if she were under the spell of poppies.

But now was not the time to think about these things.

The Washboard Saintess seemed to have let her guard down now.

What to do?

Meeting her gaze, Xu Yuan’s eyes didn’t show the slightest hint of remorse; on the contrary, the smile at the corner of his lips grew more evident:

"Oh? So, if I refuse... are you going to hit me?"

"You bastard!"

Tianyan landed on the bed, standing on either side of Xu Yuan’s body, her hands clutching his collar and with considerable force lifted him from the sawdust.

"....."

In close proximity, Xu Yuan’s eyes brimmed with mirth.

Tianyan’s golden pupils swirled, the whites of her eyes reddened, as she bit the corner of her lip and stared at him for two seconds before pushing him onto the sawdust-strewn bed.

Xu Yuan didn’t resist, his body bouncing a couple of times on the soft bed.

A few grains of sawdust that had fallen from the bed’s headboard embedded into his half-bare torso, dots of blood staining the snow-white bed linen.

Looking at the blood, Tianyan’s brows knit slightly:

"Why didn’t you use Cultivation Technique?"

"How could I resist you, a Primordial expert, with my mere Soul Condensation?"

"Did I use too much force?!"

"I think you probably don’t want to be a widow just yet, so..."

Bang!!

Before he could finish,

Tianyan leaned in and threw a punch that smashed through the bed beside Xu Yuan’s head, the force sweeping through the room as snow-white cotton whirled through the air.

Xu Yuan’s eyes twitched slightly.

Why do both the big and small Big Ice Lump like to tear up beds so much?

But it seemed the small Big Ice Lump was a bit more controlled, sticking to just tearing up the bed, while the big Big Ice Lump had almost torn him apart on a previous occasion.

Thinking these random thoughts, Xu Yuan suddenly noticed the girl on top of him quivering gently.

Her fist was embedded in the bed, and she knelt over his waist.

Their proximity was close,

With her face against the light, only those reddened golden eyes were clearly visible, her silky black hair cascaded down onto his cheeks, lightly fluttering with the infiltrating rain and wind, tickling him.

Silence suddenly descended in the room.

In this quiet,

Xu Yuan, lying on the bed, suddenly reached out and grasped the girl’s slender and soft waist.

The touch, even through the layers of her gown, was unmistakably delicate.

However, his sudden suggestive movement didn’t provoke too much of an overt reaction from her, as if she was already accustomed to it.

They held each other’s gaze in silence,

Her breath lightly sprinkling over his face.

Xu Yuan said nothing, his fingertips gently stroking her waist, as if looking for an opening to slip through.

She remained motionless, gazing into his eyes, her faint, trembling voice like the buzz of a mosquito:

"Xu Yuan... even if you haven’t remembered yet, you’re not allowed to tease me anymore."

"Alright."

Xu Yuan gently chuckled, his hand from behind softly bringing her head down onto his shoulder.

Tianyan still didn’t resist, resting her cheek lightly against the familiar neck.

And Xu Yuan’s voice came, still tinged with a barely-there hint of amusement:

"But I think the you in the Illusionary Realm was a bit cuter."

"What... what?"

"In the Illusionary Realm if I caressed you like this, you already wouldn’t have been able to resist, would you?"