Chapter 885 - I’m Looking At You
Chapter 885: I’m Looking At You
An article of clothing covered his face, and each breath he took was filled with the natural fragrance coming off from Ye Jian1’s body. Xia Jinyuan2 lightly blinked his eyes, he lifted his hand and inspected the shirt on his face at arm’s length, when he realized whom the shirt belonged to, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
He has the habit of covering his face with a shirt, towel, or something similar whenever he sleeps to block out light, and he had somehow placed the little fox’s shirt onto his face, no wonder he slept so comfortably.
“Ye Jian, are you up?”
A young boy’s voice sounded from outside; he was past the voice-changing stage; his voice was saturated with the innocence of young manhood and also the low-pitched rumble of adolescence… Judging from the sound of it, the boy would have decent looks.
Xia Jinyuan, who was sprawled in bed, didn’t even want to move; neither did he dare to move…, he was afraid that if Ye Jian opened the door, and he stood up…, this misunderstanding would definitely be huge.
“Even Ye Jian isn’t up yet?” A student walked by and asked Yang Heng in passing.
Xia Jinyuan then heard the boy who knocked on the door laugh: “Nope. I’m just calling her to get breakfast; you guys don’t need to wait for us, start eating without us.”
The bathroom door opened up, and Ye Jian walked out with a blow-dried shirt in her hands. When she was hanging the shirt, she unconsciously leaned into the room to check if she had woken up the man in the bed.
She saw Xia Jinyuan pulling off the blanket and getting off the bed, Ye Jian hurriedly hung the shirt away and spoke softly: “Did I wake you?” He had only slept for less than six hours, but if it were deep sleep, then that would already be enough for a Special Ops soldier involved in extreme operations.
Xia Jinyuan did not speak, after waking up from deep sleep, the moment he had opened his eyes, his whole person was filled with vigor. His eyes were filled with life without a hint of sleepiness; he didn’t seem like someone who had just slept for a couple of hours. Instead, he looked like someone who had exercised for a few hours.
Currently, those eyes filled with life were staring at Ye Jian without blinking, like an ancient well that was quiet and bottomless, in accordance with Ye Jian’s voice, ripples appeared on the well surface, layer upon layers, and lights were floating inside of them.
Ye Jian was bewildered by the look of his eyes, “What are you looking at? What’s so strange.”
What am I looking at?
Naturally, what Xia Jinyuan was looking at was Ye Jian. At this moment, in his eyes, the only sight captured by his eyes is solely Ye Jian.
He had known that his little fox had significant genes, no, not just great; instead, the moment he had seen her for the first time, he had believed her beauty was one that ascended time.
Her beauty wasn’t restricted to the superficial factor of her pretty exterior. Instead, she had the indifferent pretty look that was caused by the sediment of time. She had the properties to withstand all trials, more than everything; she had the tenacity to be strengthened.
She, who was already that pretty, suddenly changed out of her blue and white school uniform and was now wearing a long floral skirt with cultural aesthetics standing gracefully right before his eyes. The peony embroidered along the edges of her skirt were exquisite by themselves, but now, they had become embroidery that had the sole purpose of accentuating her beauty, making her look like a girl who had walked out from a colorful world, carrying an air of elegance and enchantment with her sudden appearance, instantly mesmerizing all of his life.
The flourishing beauty imprinted itself in his eyes for quite a long time; he spoke, “You. I’m looking at you.”
I’m looking at you, capturing you in my eyes till no one else exists.
I’m looking at you, capturing this in my heart and etching this moment into my core.
His gaze slowly went downwards from her beautiful face and landed on her slim waist that seemed frail like a willow. Xia Jinyuan’s mouth arched upwards, and continued: “I see a little fox that had become a fairy, so beautiful that my heart is still accelerating.”
“Xia Jinyuan!” His frankness caused a pinkish hue to dye Ye Jian’s porcelain face as if she had just put on a mask of cherry petals. She glared at the man who started teasing her the moment he got off the bed, Ye Jian turned around and prepared to pick up the military uniform she had just hung away.