Xianyu set down the storybook in his hands and began carefully recalling the details of his time with Jingliu.
First came the confession.
Xianyu had originally intended to confess, but an unexpected development had arisen: the Xianzhou needed the Luofu Cloud Knights to march to war.
Not wanting to affect Jingliu's performance on the battlefield, he had decided to wait until she returned to the Luofu. That moment of hesitation had let Jingliu beat him to it.
Next came holding hands. He had been the one to suggest that, so they could call it even?
Then there was kissing... Xianyu had originally only planned to kiss her cheek, but Jingliu had skipped that step and kissed him on the lips.
Last night, perhaps carried away by alcohol or acting on impulse, Xianyu had pulled open Jingliu's collar and left a hickey.
What happened afterward... had been rather beyond his expectations.
For instance, Jingliu had brushed a fingertip over the marks on his neck and shoulder, amusement in her eyes. "See? Now this is what you call going too far."
Or when Jingliu had pressed his head against her neck and shoulder and teased:
"It seems I'm better at this than you are. Don't worry. I'll teach you."
Then she had added:
"We have long-lived bodies. There's no need to worry. Do as you please."
Xianyu: "..."
He had really lost his composure last night.
They had both left hickeys on each other's necks and shoulders, so they could call that even?
Fortunately, Xianyu had retained some sense. When Jingliu invited him to stay the night, saying she could prepare another room for him, he had refused.
They had only been dating for a little over a month. Staying overnight already... surely that was inappropriate, no matter how he looked at