CHAPTER 585: 0344 FATIGUE IS THE NORM (2-IN-1)_2

In the eyes of outsiders, Yun Qian stood with her arms crossed. She was already tall, and looking at people with her face slightly turned, she seemed even more imposing and commanding.

However, Xu Chang’an couldn’t help but swallow.

He couldn’t help it; even from such an angle, Miss Yun was still this beautiful.

Yun Qian thought for a moment and said, "If you want to reminisce about past events, it’s still not too late."

"Reminisce? Reminisce about what?" Xu Chang’an was momentarily stunned, but then understood Miss Yun’s implication, and a dark line appeared on his forehead.

Was Yun Qian suggesting that she was still taller than him, so sitting on his lap wouldn’t seem out of place?

Xu Chang’an twitching his mouth, patted his own leg and said, "Alright, don’t wait anymore."

"Oh." Yun Qian sat down on Xu Chang’an’s lap.

But the girl was taller than him, so although intimate, it was somewhat incongruous.

The current scene looked less like Yun Qian was sitting on his lap and more like he was holding her in his arms.

Because of the girl’s tall stature, Xu Chang’an couldn’t even look her in the eye; his view was blocked by her collar.

And Yun Qian simply wrapped her arms around his shoulders, asking, "Like this, is it okay?"

"It’s fine." Xu Chang’an nodded, "Is this what you call... keeping composure?"

Not really, is it?

He lifted his arm, looking at his youthful body, sighed repeatedly.

His usual mature way of thinking sometimes made him forget he was still a bona fide youth.

"I wonder if to outsiders, the lady looks like a wicked woman leading a youth astray." Xu Chang’an chuckled.

"?"

A small question mark floated above Yun Qian’s head, but she had other questions to ask, so she said, "So... why did you suddenly want me to do this?"

She didn’t think Xu Chang’an would make such a request without reason.

"Huh?"

Barely hearing Yun Qian’s words, Xu Chang’an moved his gaze with difficulty, asking blankly:

"What did you say, Miss?"

"I asked, why hold me like this?" Yun Qian repeated.

"Oh, why? It’s obviously to make us look more intimate, a scene of whispering sweet nothings." Xu Chang’an coughed, concealing his sheepish appearance, explaining, "Best if it looks like we’re talking love, that way... it’s added insurance."

"I don’t understand." Yun Qian shook her head.

But there were many things she didn’t understand, so she didn’t pursue it further.

Nonetheless, Yun Qian was thinking about one thing at the moment.

Actually, sitting on her husband’s lap wasn’t that comfortable, rather a bit awkward.

It was like a knee pillow; no matter how good, couldn’t compare to their shared pillow.

But still...

But still...

Yun Qian frowned, feeling the constant thumping of her heart.

Clearly not that comfortable, yet it made her heart so elated.

Truly curious.

Xu Chang’an didn’t plan to explain too clearly.

He let the girl be close, acting the part of whispering sweet nothings, not to take advantage, but had legitimate reasons, as preparation for discussing the topic of Zhu Pingniang.

No jokes here.

Although Xu Chang’an knew that talking behind Zhu Pingniang’s back, as long as she truly wanted to eavesdrop, his barrier of spiritual qi was self-deception, utterly unable to block it.

However, even if Zhu Pingniang’s divine sense truly enveloped the place, finding him holding Miss Yun and whispering secrets under a cloak of spiritual power...

As an elder, surely she wouldn’t eavesdrop on junior’s conversation.

Especially, seeing the girl so intimately with him speaking love... no way anyone would want to listen to what’s inside.

After all, Yun Qian used to complain before climbing the mountain how Zhu Pingniang often complained about him showing off his romance before a spinster woman.

So, this counts as insurance?

Of course, Xu Chang’an has a final layer of insurance, which is everything he said was the truth, rumors heard from senior sisters, so even if the senior discovered him gossiping, it wouldn’t matter.

"So..."

Xu Chang’an leaned forward, inhaling the scent of Miss Yun within reach, and sighed.

"I guess I am taking advantage after all."

Yun Qian couldn’t quite understand Xu Chang’an’s thoughts, because Miss Yun realized that in this position, she only needed to slightly raise her hand to pull Xu Chang’an’s head into her embrace.

Yun Qian somewhat wanted to do that.

But Xu Chang’an had already started talking to her, so the girl quietly listened.

"Where did we talk up to?" Xu Chang’an coughed.

"Unavoidably Disaster."

"Oh, right, Unavoidably Disaster." Xu Chang’an nodded, closing his eyes silently, saying, "Senior sisters said, after Senior Zhu changed her name, wherever she goes, various troubles and misfortunes follow, like Ms. Dongfang, who often says Senior is a Demon Lord of Mayhem, always bringing them needless disasters."

Xu Chang’an is a smart person, so such things should be attributed to Ms. Dongfang, couldn’t be said as his words.

No lying, it was indeed what Ms. Dongfang said.

"Demon Lord of Mayhem?" Yun Qian heard and searched her mind, but couldn’t find anyone with a similar title.

Perhaps too obscure, so she couldn’t remember.

Anyway, this title wasn’t as pleasant-sounding as "Unavoidably Disaster".

"Jia Baoyu was equivalent to the Demon Lord of Mayhem, right?" Xu Chang’an reminded Yun Qian, "It’s that kind of personality as written."

"Jia Baoyu? Don’t remember." Yun Qian shook her head.

Only then did Xu Chang’an recall that when Yun Qian read books, she remembered none of the male characters.

Unless, that male character was particularly similar to him and Yun Qian, like a pair of chivalrous lovers on eagles, otherwise, it’s looked at once and then forgotten, not going into her heart at all.

"It’s fine if you can’t remember." Xu Chang’an resigned: "So, Miss, your Miss Aqing thinks so much, yet can’t remember a single male, what’s going on."

"There are some I can remember." Yun Qian raised one finger, "There’s a man surnamed Lu, I remember."

"Surnamed Lu?" Xu Chang’an was momentarily astonished.

What’s going on.

However, when he squinted his eyes, seeing Yun Qian’s deep eyes, a name suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Lu Zhanyuan.

Yes, that’s him!

The one who betrayed Li Mochou and whose family was exterminated, Miss Yun wasn’t mentioning this for the first time.

Xu Chang’an swallowed, at this moment, he actually forgot about him.

"There is another one, surnamed Jiang, from what you said about toasting to the bright moon or something." Yun Qian added.

Right.

The one related to Lady Yao Yue’s family case, also a gruesome tragedy.

Xu Chang’an closed his eyes again, "In any case, don’t remember if you can’t remember, I’m superfluous to ask."

This is daunting.

It’s not Miss Yun who is daunting, but... Yun Qian always ruminates, makes Xu Chang’an subconsciously fill in the blanks.

"Alright, Miss, let’s skip this topic."

"Mm."

Miss Yun nodded, thinking her husband’s method of changing topics was equally awkward as hers.

Remarkable as husband and wife indeed.

But still...

Yun Qian had something she didn’t quite understand.

She lowered her head, looking closely at Xu Chang’an’s tightly shut eyes, and asked.

"Are you sleepy?"

If her husband was sleepy, she could give him a knee pillow, wouldn’t press him down like this, it’s uncomfortable.

"I’m not sleepy." Xu Chang’an said with his eyes closed.

"Then you... why like this?"

"Talking about Senior, Miss, don’t mind the details."

Yun Qian shook her head.

Compared to outsiders, the reason her husband shut his eyes unwilling to look at her was evidently more important.

"Open your eyes, look at me." Yun Qian said calmly.

Listening to the earnest voice of the girl above, Xu Chang’an’s eyelashes trembled.

"Look?"

Xu Chang’an opened his eyes, gazing at the girl in his arms completely blocking his view, and sighed.

Once eyes are open, how could he discuss any other woman?

That one, was after all, just Pingniang, utterly outclassed by the girl.

Not even in the same league.

"What do I look at? I won’t look, won’t look."

He shut his eyes once again.

No such worldly desires.