The Elegant Dancing Years By Huo Li (火狸) | BL

Chapter 56 | Reunion

In the darkness, the smoke of the aromatic incense lingered. The fragrance was so that it felt soft and pleasant to the touch and evoked a feeling of intoxication. When Yan Qing entered the room, he did not let go of Qi Mingyue's hand.

There was not a trace of light in the room. The sound of clothes rubbing against each other was particularly clear in the quiet space. The feeling under his feet was very soft, as if stepping on clouds. After taking a few steps inside, it wasn't known what he (YQ) fiddled with but the room gradually brightened up with a soft warm light.

Qi Mingyue looked at the scene in front of him and saw thin turquoise drapes falling layer by layer on either side of the bed. Amidst the shades of green, a dark red pillow embroidered with gold lay, revealing an alluring charm. The bed was not neatly made and the pillow wasn't arranged in place, rather, it rested carelessly on the bed. The corner of the bed cover laid trailing on the ground, and against the pure white flooring, it was actually a charming colour.

Qi Mingyue felt his cheek being touched lightly and looked up to find a person standing in front of him.

The man in front of him was slightly taller and did not appear to be too old, just over twenty. He had sword eyebrows that were slightly raised and his eyes seem to be covered with a fine layer of mist, containing endless gentleness and charm. His lips were well-defined and not tinted with artificial colour, rather, they were naturally crimson and revealed a bit of sensual charm.

Those pair of eyes that seemed to be enveloped in light mist were now focused on him, Qi Mingyue met his gaze, "You are indeed worthy of your fame," he praised while slightly avoided the hand touching his face and sat down on a chair on the side, "I wonder why Young Master Yan Qing wanted to see me? Just for the music you happened to hear while passing by?"

He had never met anyone who could remain so calm after meeting him, even somewhat aloof. However, if it was the person in front of him, Yan Qing wasn't surprised. He had long heard from the young servant boy that the person who played Tianyin was extraordinary. But only after meeting him in person did he realize that the word "extraordinary" could not describe the elegance of the person in front of him. Thinking of the purpose of inviting him here, the mist in his eyes gradually thickened. Yan Qing retracted his hand, leaned over and brushed his lips against Qi Mingyue's ear, "I didn't just happen to hear, it means that you and I are destined. It's not often that you get to hear Tianyin, how could I miss it?"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Qi Mingyue's heart. He had heard Yan Qing remark on Ruan Tianqi's identity before, and now, he also knew about Tianyin. The identity of Liufang Pavilion's top eye candy may not be so simple. With a light nonchalant smile in his eyes, he said lightly, "It seems that Young Master Yan Qing is more than just a good-looking man."

"I am naturally more than that, I also know quite a lot about..."

A soft sigh reached his (QM) ears after he trailed off with a suggestive undertone. Qi Mingyue didn't understand what exactly Yan Qing was aiming for with such an attitude. It was already getting late now and when he thought of that person, Qi Mingyue suddenly lost interest in probing further, "Young Master Yan Qing wanted to see someone who could play Tianyin and now you have already seen me. If there is nothing else, I will be leaving."

Upon seeing him getting up to leave, Yan Qing suddenly reached out and wrapped an arm around his waist, "Weren't you fine a moment ago? Why are you in a hurry to leave now? Is it me making you leave in such haste? Could it be that Ziyao really isn't attracted to me?"

Looking at the arm encircling his waist, Qi Mingyue's eyes gradually turned cold, "Yan Qing's demeanour is indeed appealing, but unfortunately... I am not interested in people with ulterior motives." While speaking in a cold tone, a sharp gleam flashed past Qi Mingyue's eyes. He tilted his head sideways and grabbed ahold of his (YQ) wrist that brushed against the side of his neck.