Chapter 488: 302 Sister Ye’s love, please take good care of it!_2
Shen Jing also didn’t expect the CEO, who was always insightful and playful with human hearts, to have nearly zero relevance to his own understanding of himself.
“Please calm down, President. I just saw that this book is very popular online and it’s written by a high EQ love master. They say everyone who reads it will get married and have children with their loved one within a year, gallop freely, and enjoy the prosperity of the human world!”
Jiang Xuan, unmoved by the contract in his hand, left Shen Jing to depart sullenly.
But what Shen Jing didn’t know was that as soon as he left, Jiang Xuan’s eyes, previously still as a pond’s surface, shifted back to the book in the trash can.
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Xuan picked the book out of the trash can and wiped it down with an alcohol wet wipe.
‘Get married and have children within a year.’
‘Gallop freely, enjoy the prosperity of the human world.’
Jiang Xuan was moved.
Now, he flipped to where he had left off last ti.
Rule sixty-three: Love is a complicated emotion; don’t assu that a man always has to be tough. Stirring up a woman’s protective instinct can also be a clever thod sotis. Elicit sympathy and care from her to deepen the bond between you. This is also the reason why the strong yet pitiable male lead is wildly popular in GB and BL novels.
This was the most abstruse and difficult book Jiang Xuan had ever read with abbreviations and words leaping out from the blind spots of his knowledge.
He took out his phone, quickly searched for the anings of GB, BL, and “strong yet pitiable”, and then reread the passage.
This was about him showing weakness and selling pity.
Thinking back, he had indeed been too domineering, and that little tyrant was even less manageable.
Both being so dominant is what sparked so many ‘flas’ between them.
Like in the relic Sky Pit…
Changing the strategy might speed things up.
After washing up, Xia Ye tumbled a few tis by the stream to stretch her muscles.
Coming back, she pulled off the towel hanging outside the tent to wipe her face.
As she hung the towel back up, she noticed so movent inside her tent.
Lifting the curtain, there it was; Jiang Xuan was inside. Xia Ye slightly curled her lips in a shallow smile.
It was not surprising, and she was quite used to it.
Even though they were separated by a tent, and there were other people moving around outside, Jiang Xuan didn’t an anything else by sleeping together with her.
He half embraced the girl with his arm; the tent designed for one squeezed in two, bringing them within an intimately close distance that made hearts flutter.
Jiang Xuan, with his clear and detached heart, had spent five thousand years using sleep solely as a way to recharge.
Yet after that previous night, embracing Xia Ye, the iceberg of a man for the first ti felt how fulfilling it was to hold a soft body in his arms.
And last night, as he lay alone in the big bed again, the sensation of the little girl’s touch still lingered in his mory, but upon opening his eyes, he was t with emptiness.
He felt an unprecedented sense of hollowness. That day, he thought it was annoying to be entangled by the girl’s tail, but last night he realized that it’s actually more irritating when he couldn’t touch or feel her.
Xia Ye also found the most comfortable position in his arm with ease; it was right here that she had fallen asleep the night before.
Initially, Xia Ye slept with her back to him, but she quickly realized that in this position, they were closer.
The warm body wiggled in Jiang Xuan’s hold for a while; Xia Ye turned over to face him.
Jiang Xuan looked down at her, the little girl’s eyes shut, her hair spread across his arm like a waterfall.
He thought about the move he just read in the book, hesitating whether to try it out and how to do so.
Seeing Xia Ye nearly falling asleep, he hurriedly coughed severely a few tis.
Xia Ye opened her eyes as expected, her beautiful eyes staring at his face in the dark night, “Do you have a cold?”
Jiang Xuan, “A little, it might be due to acclimatization.”
Xia Ye fished out her phone from under the pillow and switched on the flashlight.
‘Swish—’
The Holy Light shone from beneath onto Jiang Xuan’s face.
Jiang Xuan: “…”
Narrowly avoiding becoming blinded.
Xia Ye was assessing the man’s complexion.
His pupils were clear, the complexion pale, but it was a healthy pale.
Not only did it not look like a cold, on the contrary, his aura and physicality suggested a robust constitution rarely seen in thousands of years!
Jiang Xuan half-squinted his eyes; he had forgotten that the little tyrant was a Fairy skilled in dicine.
Thinking to alleviate the awkwardness, he turned around to grab the water bottle. Yet, in the dim light behind him, he didn’t find the water but hit the back of his hand directly on the tent’s steel pole.
A loud ‘Duang’, even with an echo.
Had he been a regular man, this would have been the perfect mont for his little girlfriend to start fussing over him, but before Jiang Xuan could use his trick, he noticed the steel pole he had just knocked against had snapped before he could act!
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