[The male protagonist’s darkening value is 50. 】
With Chi Yao's meticulous company during this period, Yunjia's blackening value finally dropped.
However, no amount of companionship can only make his darkening value reach this point.
The blackening value has not fluctuated in the past few days.
It seemed that she had to change her approach.
Looking at the script aside, Chi Yao's mind moved and she couldn't help but have a plan in mind.
While thinking about it, there was a gentle knock on the door outside the study.
Chi Yao didn't answer loudly, but the people outside the door didn't seem to be ready to wait for her answer.
He pushed the door open and walked in. He looked around the bed first, and when he saw the familiar figure, he couldn't help but smile.
He stepped forward skillfully and hugged her shoulders, as if trapping her in his arms.
Full of possessiveness, he declared his exclusive sovereignty.
However, she seemed to look a little different tonight.
As for the difference, he didn't notice it for a while.
However, he seemed to be more fascinated and infatuated with her tonight.
Chi Yao lay on the high-stacked quilt, looking at the books in her hands with Qianqianyu's fingers.
The green-white fingertips looked particularly slender in the candlelight.
She turned slightly in his arms, just in time to meet the dark gaze in his eyes.
She put her fingers on his chest with the script in her hand and said in a complaining tone.
"You haven't been with me for a long time."
The elongated ending had the tenderness unique to his daughter's family, which made his heart soften uncontrollably.
"You have to compensate me!"
One of his hands tried to hold her wrist, but she took it back in an instant.
The softness she had not even had time to feel was withdrawn by her, which made him feel a little regretful.
He looked up at her in a low voice and asked, "How do you want to compensate?"
Chi Yao blinked her eyes and looked at him pure and innocent with steamy eyes.
"Then...let you tell me a story."
She pushed him away and sat cross-legged on the bed, the collar of which she was lying on couldn't help but being a little messy.
Under the orange candlelight, the collar rising and falling with his breathing made his eyes linger subconsciously.
"good…"
A low, deep voice sounded softly. He looked at the script in his hand and read the words on it word by word.
It was obviously some outrageous sentences, but without the blessing of any skills on his part, they seemed particularly emotionless.
But Chi Yao didn't seem to care, and even listened with interest.
She nestled in Yun Chi's arms, her head resting lightly on his arms.
Listen to his slow heartbeat and that magnetic low voice.
Yun Xiao's eyes seemed to be on the script, but in fact, his mind had long been distracted by her.
Now, he is just holding on to his remaining sanity and trying to stay calm.
But she was restless, twisting in his arms, turning her head from time to time to look at the storybook in his hand, and then making comments.
The soft body in his arms made it impossible for him to completely maintain his calm thoughts.
He threw aside the storybook in his hand, and the veins on the back of the hand that tightly clasped her wrist popped out, and the raised bones were long and distinct.
The tied hair crown made his hair sway with his movements.
A low, hoarse voice sounded in the room, a heavy breathing sound that was hard to ignore.
"Don't move, if you move again..."
"That's it?"
She looked at him provocatively with her eyes, broke away her hand, lightly brushed his collar with her fingertips, and looked at him innocently.
