Chapter 58 - A Rare Beauty
By the time the banquet ended, many people were already drunk.
In her previous life, Tang Ruo had been someone who never touched alcohol. In this life, her body was still underage, so drinking was also off-limits. Thus, after having just a small amount, Tang Ruo was already slightly tipsy.
They stayed at Hu Haotian’s place, where there was a guest room with a bathroom. Naturally, they decided to spend the night there.
Although Tang Ruo was drunk, Bai Qi was not. With a clear and steady demeanor, he helped her to the room they were staying in. He opened the door, turned on the light, and gently guided her inside.
Tang Ruo stumbled slightly as she entered the room.
With a soft ‘click’, the door was closed behind them by Bai Qi, who had followed her in.
Then came the sound of the lock turning.
Hearing it, Tang Ruo instinctively turned to look at Bai Qi, wondering why he had locked the door. But before she could react, a firm arm wrapped around her waist, and her body was pulled into a strong embrace. A wave of heat enveloped her as he pressed close.
Moments later, she felt a warm, damp sensation at the side of her neck.
It was soft, feather-light, and unbearably sweet, sending a tingling sensation that seemed to burrow into her throat.
“Bai Yan…” Tang Ruo murmured his name, her voice low and drowsy. The ticklish sensation made her feel weak, her limbs trembling ever so slightly.
His kisses trailed upward, delicate and persistent. Bai Qi turned her around, pressing her gently against the door. Her unfinished words were swallowed by a kiss full of affection. His cool tongue slipped into her mouth, greedily capturing every trace of her breath.
The kiss was like water, threatening to drown her in its tender depths.
It was a kiss that spoke of endless warmth, a vow of genuine love continuing into this lifetime.
And tonight, it began.
Time, Place, and Harmony.
How could Bai Qi let this moment slip by again?
To hell with holding back—he had never seen himself as a gentleman to begin with.
Tang Ruo’s grace was like willow fluff dancing in the breeze, ethereal and light, effortlessly captivating.
This was not their first kiss, yet something about Bai Qi’s kiss tonight felt entirely different to her.
It was fiery and consuming, as if it sought to devour her completely.
Tang Ruo felt as though she were suffocating. Instinctively, she tried to push him away slightly, but it was useless. Instead, her resistance only seemed to provoke him to press against her more forcefully.
She had never been treated this way before, and a sliver of fear crept into her heart. Stammering, she whispered, “Bai… Yan…”
“I’m here,” came his low, gentle yet resolute response.
It was Bai Qi. Realizing this, Tang Ruo let go of her fear. Slowly, she raised her hands to wrap around his waist.
As long as you’re here, my heart will be at ease.
This small gesture seemed to embolden Bai Qi further, solidifying his resolve to make her completely and irrevocably his tonight.
Just moments ago, seeing the slightly tipsy Tang Ruo under the soft light, he had been mesmerized. The glow highlighted her delicate profile, lending her a crystalline, translucent beauty. Her snow-white skin was tinged with the faintest blush, like the fleeting bloom of an ephemeral flower, its pale petals rimmed with a soft pink glow.
Truly, a vision of elegance and allure.
And now, as his lips brushed against that pristine, porcelain-like skin, the faint, lingering fragrance of her reached him—a subtle and enduring scent that enchanted him further.
The wine hadn’t intoxicated him; her presence had.
Bai Qi’s heart stirred with desire as he held her close, his cheek rubbing against Tang Ruo’s neck, his breath shallow. “Xiao Ruo, let’s be together.”
A perfect moment under the sky.
How rare it is in life to be intoxicated.
Tang Ruo’s eyes were clear and bright, and in a daze, she gazed at the shimmering crystal chandelier. “We’ve always been together.”
A flurry of delicate kisses followed, overwhelming Tang Ruo like a storm, leaving her breathless and dazed, her mind blank and intoxicated.
If it was Bai Qi, she didn’t want to resist.
In that moment, under the soft light and warmth of the room, the two of them shielded each other from the cold.
(The following has been omitted—ten thousand words!)
In a moment, there is priceless value.
Bai Qi woke in the early light of dawn, feeling energized and radiant.
Tang Ruo was still asleep, her beautiful face serene and peaceful.
Bai Qi propped himself up, gazing down at her.
His eyes traced her face, her lips, and her nose, again and again.
His gaze was like a gentle ripple in the water, calm and content.
Yesterday’s [moment], indescribable in words.
He watched her for a while, but seeing that his burning gaze hadn’t yet woken her, he leaned down and gently bit her slightly flushed cheek, warmed by the heat.
But even then, the girl on the bed didn’t wake up.
Last night, it seemed she had been exhausted.
At this moment, the lingering fragrance still filled the room, bringing a sense of warmth and sweetness.
“Heavenly bestowed fate…”
He murmured to himself as he gently kissed the spots on her face where he had left marks.
From her face to her lips, he didn’t leave any part untouched.
Truly, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Even early in the morning, with a mouth that hadn’t brushed its teeth, Bai Qi was still able to kiss with a sweet, fresh taste.
Indeed, Tang Ruo was awakened by the kiss. She drowsily opened her eyes, glanced at Bai Qi, then closed them again, snuggling against him. She reached out to embrace him, burying her face in his chest. “Bai Yan…” Her voice was soft, still heavy with sleep.
“Mm, I’m here.” Bai Qi’s narrow eyes lifted slightly as he gently held her in return, basking in the warmth of her scent and her touch, feeling completely content.
A winner in life, indeed.
When Tang Ruo woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky. Her entire body… was still entwined with someone else.
Tang Ruo: “…”
Before she could even speak, her lips were already sealed by his.
“Mmm…”
The kiss lasted for a long, long time before he finally released her.
“Good morning.” Bai Qi chuckled softly, reaching out to smooth her hair.
Tang Ruo looked up at him.
With a smile on his face, Bai Qi’s warmth and tenderness spread across his features, softening his otherwise sharp and handsome face.
Such a Bai Qi belongs only to herself.
Thinking back to last night, Tang Ruo’s face turned red, and she lowered her head, whispering, “Good morning…”
Choosing clothes had become the most troublesome task these days. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Tang Ruo glanced at the marks on her body and sighed softly.
The body was one thing, but what should she do about the marks on her neck?
No matter how she tried to cover them, they just wouldn’t hide. She decided to stop worrying about it and picked a shirt with a high collar and a bow tie.
At least it could cover a little.
She opened the door and saw Bai Qi folding… bedsheets?
Tang Ruo quickly walked over and took a look. It really was bedsheets, and it seemed like he planned to cherish them as if they were something precious.
“…”
No wonder he had asked for his black suitcase early this morning. She had thought he wanted clothes, but it turned out he planned to put the bedsheets in there!
The bedsheets were red and white, with all kinds of patterns!
“Aren’t you planning to wash these?” Tang Ruo asked.
Bai Qi turned his head, looking at the obvious red marks on her fair neck. His mood seemed quite pleased as he said, “I’ll put it in your space. It will bear witness to our eternal love, from youth to old age.”
Tang Ruo: “…”
People with zero emotional intelligence can say such sweet things too?
She couldn’t help but feel that Bai Qi, in his current state, could just sing on the street: “You are the wind, and I am the sand.”
What does it feel like to truly love someone?
Even if the other person has gone crazy, you’re still willing to go crazy with them.
So, Tang Ruo suppressed her pounding heart and quietly placed Bai Qi’s suitcase, which contained the bedsheets, into her space.
Bai Qi lightly brushed his lips against Tang Ruo’s hair, holding her close. “Xiao Ruo, I’m so happy that fate brought you to my side.”
Tang Ruo hugged him back. “I’m happy too.”
How fortunate I am to have met you.