Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 738 Too Close? Why Not Get Closer?

In the end, Xiao Yan coaxed Zi Yan to sleep.

He couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and then tiptoed out the door.

There is no need to worry too much. You will definitely feel refreshed when you wake up from a good sleep.

Xian'er and Nalan are probably practicing right now... Xiao Yan couldn't help but have a flash of the desire to try it out. If that were the case...

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Alone in her own courtyard, Yao Wan sat under the moonlight, her light golden eyes slightly narrowed, as if in a trance, she had a very short but extremely long dream.

It was not until she heard the creaking of the door outside the courtyard and a familiar sound of footsteps that Yao Wan came to her senses. She subconsciously looked back and caught a glimpse of the slowly approaching figure.

Yao Wan had spent far less time in Xingyun Pavilion than in the Yao clan’s own home, and this courtyard was not specially prepared by Xiao Yan for Yao Wan.

It was just a residence that Yao Wan liked at first sight among the many courtyards behind the main hall.

After all, she was not such a particular person, and she did not need to use such boring things to ask Xiao Yan to prove anything for her. Such things were uninteresting and boring, and could not prove anything.

Under the moonlight, there are not many stunning sights, only a wisteria blooming like rain. In the evening breeze, its petals curl up, bringing a refreshing fragrance.

If you sniff it carefully, it seems that even your mind is cleared up, making it difficult to tell whether you are drunk or still in a dream.

"What are you doing here so late at night?"

Along with a whispered question, Xiao Yan's gaze fell on the beauty in the courtyard.

It was just a quick glimpse, but Xiao Yan couldn't help but stare in a daze.

The person in front of him had taken off her long skirt that usually looked particularly luxurious and heavy, leaving only a thin white shirt with a gold-thread pattern underneath, barely restraining her figure that was already charming but she had never been willing to show too much from beginning to end.

The hairpin was also taken off, revealing her jet-black hair scattered on her face, as smooth as jade, which had an even more distinct luster under the moonlight, making her look lazy and gentle. Her snow-white cheeks, which usually always showed a faint and ostentatious smile, now had a faint blush. Even under the cold moonlight, Xiao Yan couldn't help but wonder if he had seen it wrong.

The scene in front of him, perhaps the only person he could see in his life, suddenly appeared in front of him, and Xiao Yan's dark red eyes couldn't help but flicker.

Xiao Yan quickly came back to his senses, but he caught a glimpse of a trace of silent resentment in the beautiful eyes of the person in front of him, which made Xiao Yan speechless. He realized that Wan'er was blaming him for making a fuss, but Xiao Yan couldn't help but want to defend himself. After all, even he didn't always have the opportunity to see such a scene.

However, he did not speak up to break the atmosphere between the two because of this matter. Just a moment later, he smelled a faint aroma of wine peculiar to Phoenix marrow, which came along with the fragrance of flowers in the evening breeze and has not dissipated yet.

"........."

Xiao Yan's tacit understanding could not satisfy Yao Wan, who was slightly tipsy at the moment.

"Why are you standing there like an idiot? I'm asking you a question."

The light golden eyes looked a little colder under the moonlight. The laziness and haziness in them dissipated a lot after he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yan, and a hint of alertness appeared instead.

Maybe it was because I had a rare drink today, or maybe it was for some other reason.

"Zi Yan is asleep. Xian'er and Na Lan are probably going to start practicing in seclusion again. Xiao Xiao is almost the same. So, aren't there only you and me, Wan'er, left?"

"It's a rare opportunity for us all to get together, and I don't feel like practicing, so I just came to talk to Wan'er."

Yao Wan said nothing and did not agree, but she was not in a hurry to chase Xiao Yan out. Only the blush on her face became brighter and more charming, so that Xiao Yan could gradually be sure that this was not his illusion.

"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Xiao Yan slowly sat down beside the stone table in the courtyard and couldn't help but ask.

In fact, considering their current level of cultivation, Xiao Yan's words seemed a little strange.

Not only are they Fighting Saints, they have all reached the Heavenly Realm Great Perfection Soul State. Even if they don't sleep for a hundred years, they may not feel tired. At their level, controlling their own senses is no longer impossible.

But Xiao Yan never thought there was anything strange about this.

Even if he becomes a fighting saint, he is still a human being after all, and he has not become anything else.

People are people. They eat when they are hungry, rest when they are tired, and sleep when they are sleepy. These are natural things and there is naturally no need to say much about them. In the past, he had been practicing for months or even years, so it was not such an unacceptable burden for him.

“…I can’t sleep.”

Looking at Xiao Yan, Yao Wan shook her head slightly.

"Why can't you sleep? Is there something on your mind?"

"It's none of your business."

Yao Wan ignored him and turned her head away, not wanting to meet Xiao Yan's gaze directly. Her face, which was whiter than snow but now had a hint of bright red blush spreading from her cheeks and ears to the base of her neck, faced Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan looked at her in front of him, at her long black eyelashes trembling slightly, and felt that Wan'er, who was always particularly strong on weekdays, now revealed a hint of inexplicable coquettishness.

"Hmm?...Why is this happening?" Xiao Yan sighed softly, seeming to be very regretful, but Yao Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Don't act like a spoiled brat to me like Zi Yan does. What works for you won't work for me."

There was a hint of helplessness in Yao Wan's tone, but she couldn't help but clench her fingertips while speaking.

"Wan'er... is she drunk?"

"A little bit."

According to the reverse law that if a person says he is not drunk, then he is definitely drunk, if a person says he is drunk, then he is definitely not drunk... Yao Wan felt that she answered without blushing or getting nervous, but in Xiao Yan's opinion, it was not the case at all.

Xiao Yan subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Yao Wan's cheek, but Yao Wan subconsciously dodged him.

"Wan'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"That's not the case..."

Yao Wan gently patted Xiao Yan's hand to stop his action, but this made Xiao Yan's urge to get closer to her even stronger.

"...After all, who told you to take this thing out? You knew I didn't like drinking."

There was a hint of complaint in Yao Wan's tone. Even if it was herself, she would not say that the smell of alcohol was unacceptable.

As she spoke, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently push Xiao Yan. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer and closer.

…She was a little scared.

"Then shall I make some tea for Wan'er?"

"...No, it's uncomfortable to drink them together."

She always thought that drinking tea to sober up was just a pretense. Perhaps what she needed most now was a good night's sleep, so that by tomorrow, all her problems would be healed.

But now she didn't say a word about going back to her room to rest.

The reason was actually very simple, and she didn't want to think so, but the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't help but recall Xiao Yan's earth-shattering question a few days ago, which really made her feel uncomfortable.

But no matter what she said or did, she couldn't escape her fate.

Xiao Yan sat next to Yao Wan. Perhaps because she vaguely felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer and closer to her, or perhaps it was just a simple and obscure self-suggestion, Yao Wan quietly moved her snow-white buttocks on the stone bench, a little further away from Xiao Yan.

But Yao Wan felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer to her, which was probably just an illusion, while Xiao Yan felt that Wan'er was getting farther away, which was real.

Therefore, when Yao Wan silently moved her snow-white buttocks away, Xiao Yan immediately moved forward and was one step closer to her.

Yao Wan couldn't help but bite her lower lip slightly, and couldn't help but move away a little bit.

Xiao Yan, who didn't understand what was going on, followed closely and moved closer.

Until Yao Wan felt that her thigh had touched the roots of the twisted wisteria in the courtyard, with no way to retreat. When she turned her head subconsciously, she suddenly found that Xiao Yan's cheek was very close to her, and she was startled.

Yao Wan felt as if her mind suddenly exploded with a buzzing sound. Xiao Yan's inquiries a few days ago, and the countless days and nights they had spent together, all went back to almost two years ago. In order to save him, it was in Xingyun Pavilion that she finally gave up the useless shackles and restraints in her heart and made love with him.

In fact, Yao Wan herself never thought that that time could be considered as the first time between them.

In her own words, she did that because there was no other way.

She...she felt that her mind had turned into a mess, confused and uneasy, yet mixed with a hint of expectation that she dared not admit.

"you……"

Yao Wan opened her cherry lips slightly, but she felt very hot. Even though there was no physical contact with Xiao Yan at this moment, she still felt very hot.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xiao Yan said this half seriously, half jokingly. Being so close, he could smell the mature orchid fragrance on the person, and he also recalled an especially special incident that had happened between them before.

He wasn't actually teasing Yao Wan on purpose; he was just doing it subconsciously.

But after taking such action, both his thoughts and ideas were completely different from what he had originally thought.

"—too close."

Yao Wan hoped that at least Xiao Yan would learn some sense of propriety and retreat when faced with difficulties.

"Too close? Then why not get closer?"

Xiao Yan smiled and began to taste the ripe and sweet fruit that belonged to him alone.

(End of this chapter)