AWB Chapter 128 So fluffy…
Chapter 128 So fluffy…
"is it?"
After sorting through all his memories, Yun Zhao spoke softly, "Was it really me who orchestrated this?"
Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat, but when he met Yun Zhao's gaze, a surge of joy rose within him.
"Zhaozhao, you've recovered..."
Yun Zhao nodded, then shook his head. "There are only some fragmented memories; they are incomplete."
"That's good," Qi Yan couldn't hide his joy. "Zhao Zhao, recover slowly, and one day you will remember everything!"
Seeing how happy he was, Yun Zhao snorted and said coolly, "So happy? Looks like I guessed right."
Qi Yan asked in confusion, "Zhao Zhao, what did you guess?"
"I guess you..."
Yun Zhao extended a finger and slid it down along Qi Yan's Adam's apple. Qi Yan shuddered, his whole body tensed, and he felt a little dry-mouthed.
Warm fingertips slid down to her collarbone, and Yun Zhao leaned over, forcing Qi Yan to lean against the headboard and look up at her.
Yun Zhao smiled and whispered in his ear, "I guess you... like someone else..."
Qi Yan: "!"
Without a trace of romantic thoughts, Qi Yan felt utterly bewildered.
What? What? What nonsense is Zhao Zhao spouting?!
"Zhao Zhao," Qi Yan cried, tears welling in her eyes, "Who told you something? I swear, I only love you, and there is no one else but you!"
Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Yun Zhao said helplessly, "What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet."
Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, but wasn't completely off guard. "Zhao Zhao, can you continue?"
Yun Zhao gave a nonchalant "hmm," having lost interest in playing around. She grabbed Qi Yan's collar and asked, "Qi Yan, tell me honestly, do you like the Yun Zhao of today, or the Yun Zhao of ten thousand years ago?"
Qi Yan: "?"
"No, aren't they the same?"
“Of course they’re different,” Yun Zhao said seriously. “I don’t have memories from ten thousand years ago, but you do. As far as I’m concerned, the woman you’re talking about that you like has nothing to do with me.”
"Sometimes when I have wild thoughts, I even feel that the reason you like me is not because I developed feelings for you when we were together, but because of the feelings from ten thousand years ago."
Yun Zhao's words were somewhat incoherent, and she became increasingly aggrieved as she spoke. In the end, she turned her head away from Qi Yan's face, afraid of seeing something she didn't want to see.
After a long silence, just as Yun Zhao couldn't help but want to see what Qi Yan was doing, Qi Yan suddenly smiled.
He chuckled softly at first, then his laughter grew louder and louder, so loud that Yun Zhao's hand on his chest trembled slightly.
Yun Zhao was both embarrassed and angry, and reached out to hit him, "What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"
Qi Yan grabbed her hand, kissed it, and said with a smile, "Zhao Zhao told such a funny joke, and I'm not allowed to laugh?"
Yun Zhao was unhappy. "What's so funny!"
"Everything is funny."
“Zhao Zhao,” Qi Yan straightened Yun Zhao’s head, forcing her to look directly into his eyes, “I will only say it once, I love you, Yun Zhao.”
"Regardless of the past, present, or future, it's just you, and only you."
Yun Zhao paused for a moment, looking at Qi Yan's earnest eyes, and many thoughts flashed through her mind.
Mission, go home, Qi Yan.
These three thoughts kept flashing through her mind, but for some reason, going home took precedence.
Her eyes darted away, trying to refute, "Then, so you've always wanted me to regain my memories, haven't you...?"
Qi Yan covered her mouth and said helplessly, "No."
He paused, then explained, "Zhaozhao, do you know? I've never been able to see a sense of belonging in your eyes."
"I know you weren't just saying that casually that day. You will leave me one day."
“I think maybe our feelings for each other aren’t deep enough. But I don’t know how much longer we have together. I’m afraid that we won’t have enough time to deepen our feelings for each other before you leave.”
"But since gaining access to the memories of ten thousand years ago, I've seen how deep our feelings were back then. I thought, I thought if you also regained your memories, the chances of what remains would be greater..."
Qi Yan said a lot, and Yun Zhao listened quietly. For some reason, she didn't want to leave.
This is her home, isn't it?
Her eyes gradually cleared, and she suddenly leaned down and kissed Qi Yan's lips.
Qi Yan fell silent instantly. Yun Zhao smiled, twirling a strand of Qi Yan's hair with her fingers, and tilted her head, saying, "A-Yan, let me see your true form, okay?"
"What are you looking at?"
Qi Yan was somewhat taken aback, and only after Yun Zhao repeated it again did he dare to believe it.
Previously, when Yun Zhao asked to see what his true form was, he jokingly said that their demon race only allowed their partners to see their true forms, and Yun Zhao never brought it up again.
Qi Yan was somewhat disappointed back then, but now he's practically glowing red!
Qi Yan's face turned bright red. "Zhao, Zhao Zhao, do you really want to see it... I mean, have you decided? No, let's wait until later. We haven't found the Demon-Transforming Grass yet..."
His earlier words were a bit strange, and Yun Zhao didn't quite understand them. However, when he mentioned the Demon Transformation Grass, she casually opened a hidden compartment on the bed and took out a jade box.
"Hey, the Demon-Transforming Grass."
Qi Yan shyly accepted it, glancing at Yun Zhao with a bashful look, "Mmm~"
Qi Yan's "hmm" sounded so convoluted and roundabout that it gave Yun Zhao goosebumps.
What's going on here?
Before she could figure it out, after Qi Yan ate the demon-transforming grass, a pair of furry beast ears suddenly appeared on his head.
The animal ears are a gradient of gray, becoming lighter towards the top, with the tips of the ears tinged with snow-white.
Yun Zhao's eyes lit up instantly.
Her hands were itching to touch it. "Ayan, can I touch it?"
Qi Yan remained silent, but his ears twitched slightly.
Yun Zhao: "!"
I want to touch it even more!
She's been sensible since she was little, and she never bothers others with things she can do herself.
Yun Zhao touched it directly; the soft, fluffy texture was so addictive!
She was so engrossed in touching him that she didn't notice Qi Yan's face getting redder and redder.
A moment later, something furry touched the back of Yun Zhao's head. Yun Zhao turned his head and almost screamed!
Ahhhhh!
Big furry tail!
She hugged me tightly and wouldn't let go, stroking me left and right, stroked my fur with and against the grain...
Qi Yan's ear tips twitched slightly, and the gray-white down on them trembled gently like reeds in the wind.
"Zhao Zhao..."
Only when Qi Yan's hoarse voice rang out did Yun Zhao notice his condition.
Her originally jade-colored skin turned a light pink, which slowly deepened under Yun Zhao's gaze until it was as radiant as the sunset, as if it would bleed if pinched lightly.
Yun Zhao suddenly felt like teasing him, so she pretended to be clueless and said, "Ayan, what's wrong? Your face is so red, do you have a fever..."
She reached out and touched Qi Yan's forehead. "It's so hot. Are you sick?"
Qi Yan smiled helplessly, grabbed her hand, and pulled her down.
"Yes, I'm sick. Zhao Zhao, can you treat me?"