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The door to the room was half-open, and inside, a soft light filled the space, with specks of light scattered across Cheng Mo's face, adding a unique glow to her fair cheeks. She wore a loose, plain nightgown that could not conceal her graceful figure; the hem of her nightgown fell to the floor, complementing the orchid-patterned carpet, creating an atmosphere of elegance and tranquility. Shangguan Shaoyi stood quietly outside the door until his intense gaze prompted her to lift her head, and then he slowly stepped inside.
"How long have you been here? Why didn't you come in?" Cheng Mo put down the book she was holding and smiled gently.
"I've been here for a while. I didn't want to disturb you," he replied as he set down the plum blossom-patterned tray he had been holding. The tray was filled with fragrant round dumplings, delicate soup dumplings, enticing pan-fried buns, and a serving of steaming three-flavor wontons. Cheng Mo straightened up, her elegant gaze fixed on the snacks, causing ripples of excitement in her heart. "These..."
"Try some," he said, picking up a smooth, transparent wonton with a spoon. He blew on it before bringing it to her lips. Cheng Mo's face flushed slightly, but she still opened her rose-colored lips. The warm, soft sensation filled her mouth, and she was pleasantly surprised by how well the Shangguan family's chef made wontons.
Soft yellow light radiated from the lamp above, casting a glow on her eyes. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, revealing a gentle gaze. She picked up a pan-fried bun and took a bite, feeling an explosion of various flavors from the juicy filling that overflowed onto her lips. She covered her mouth slightly, her calm eyes reflecting a hint of joy. "This chef really knows how to make Shanghai snacks; he's not inferior to my family's cook."
Seeing two small dimples appear on her face made his heart feel as if it were filled with something soft and warm; he felt utterly satisfied. However, she suddenly realized something and raised her eyes, an indescribable emotion surfacing on her elegant face. "Did you specifically hire a chef from Shanghai?"
Shangguan Shaoyi ruffled her silky hair, his handsome face obscured by the soft yellow light, making it hard to discern his expression. Yet his voice carried a hint of dominance as he said, "Just eat; don't ask too many questions." He blew on another wonton to warm it up before offering it to her lips. His striking profile emerged from the light, positioned right in front of her. A warmth surged through her heart as she slightly parted her crimson lips.
They took their time eating this meal; he did not let her lift a finger under the pretext that she had not fully recovered. Every bite was fed to her by him personally. The faint scent of smoke lingered around his fingers as they brushed against her lips. She smiled softly, graceful and serene, finally swallowing the last bite. Only then did he stop and pulled out another bag from behind him.
"What is this?" Cheng Mo asked curiously.
"Open it and see," he replied with a slight upward curve at the corner of his mouth that was barely noticeable. She took the bag and gently opened it to reveal an array of elegant qipaos displayed before her. Each piece was meticulously designed and exuded a subtle fragrance; when she touched them, they felt incredibly soft and lightweight—clearly high-quality garments. Confused, she looked up at him, but he merely smiled lightly. "They're for you."
"So many?" she murmured.
"As long as you like them." Seeing the smile spread across her lips filled him with joy; in that moment, the room seemed to brighten beautifully. As long as she was happy, he would do anything for her—whether hiring a chef from Shanghai or ordering custom-made clothes from abroad—anything was worth it just to see her pure and beautiful smile.
Cheng Mo's eyes were slightly red, and she casually picked up a Qipao, softly saying, "Then I'll change into it for you to see." Shangguan Shaoyi nodded and instinctively stepped outside, closing the door. After a while, he heard Cheng Mo call him back in. She had changed into a Qipao, which fit perfectly, tightening at the ankles just right. Her hair fell straight down, and the Ink Wash Color Qipao accentuated her clear eyes and gentle gaze. However... he frowned. Cheng Mo felt a twinge of anxiety in her heart, "What's wrong? Is it not good-looking?"
"It's beautiful. It's just..." His gaze lingered on her slender waist. "This Qipao was made according to your original measurements, but it seems like the waist is still a bit loose." Hearing this, Cheng Mo measured her waist with her hand; it seemed even slimmer than before. She looked up to see Shangguan Shaoyi still frowning deeply. "It must be because you've been sick and lost weight recently." He turned to call out, "Aunt Chen, have the kitchen prepare some more food."
"No need," Cheng Mo hurriedly stopped him. He was making too much of a fuss; she had only lost a little weight.
He spoke with a hint of reproach, "You eat too little at each meal; you need to eat more from now on." She smiled and nodded, finding it rare to see Shaoyi like this; she wished it could last forever.
"I haven't been eating well during this time; my appetite has probably decreased." She stood up and walked to the window. The window was slightly ajar, and a gentle breeze blew in, stirring her hair as her profile appeared quiet and beautiful. Shangguan Shaoyi leaned slightly against the window, watching her tranquil eyes and feeling that she was enveloped in a layer of faint sadness.
Cheng Mo sighed silently. Her health was almost back to normal, and there was no reason to stay by his side any longer; she should be returning to Shanghai in a few days. But he... She looked up at him; his tenderness and feelings for her were genuine, even so real that it felt like a dream. Yet he never mentioned making lifelong vows, leaving her heart tightly wound and breathless. Even now, she still did not understand him.
"Mo Su, what's wrong?" His voice pulled her back from the edge of her thoughts.
Cheng Mo's face flushed. She decided it was better not to let him know about these thoughts. She shook her head slightly and found a random topic to discuss, "It's nothing; I just remembered that so many things have happened recently that I can't quite catch my breath."
Shangguan Shaoyi was silent for a moment, lowering his gaze to stare at her. "You're not thinking about this, are you?" Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat; he seemed able to see through her inner thoughts while she remained unclear about him. Shangguan Shaoyi's rough hand rested on her soft shoulder as he looked at her seriously. "Mo Su, what are you afraid of?"
"Nothing." At that moment, she wanted to escape his probing gaze; she feared that if he continued staring like this, she would blurt out whether he wanted to be with her forever...
She turned her face into the shadows, her voice warm yet tinged with cold rejection. "It's getting late; I'm feeling tired and want to sleep."
He silently watched her as she didn't wait for his response and turned to leave. However, she felt a sudden tension at her wrist that pulled her back against his chest. In an instant, the intoxicating scent of his affection enveloped her. She didn't raise her head but felt his burning gaze fixed on her, making her entire being feel flushed.
She struggled to pull away, but he tightened his grip even more. She slightly raised her gaze and met his eyes, which shone brightly like stars in the night. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. His hand cradled her delicate head, and before she could react, he leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was passionate and beautiful, stealing all the air from her lungs. She wrapped her arms around his waist, letting her breath mingle with his, their lips and teeth burning with heat.
She didn't know how long it lasted before he finally released her. His fingers gently brushed away the silver strands at the corners of her rose-colored lips, and the unwavering determination in his gaze calmed her heart instantly.
Isn't this just perfect...
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