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Chapter 23: Stay Overnight With Me

The starry sky spread above the city like a cup of sweet blue wine, adorned with a chilling ice glow akin to faint snow.

An airplane carrying travelers glowed like a neon halo, dragging its faint silhouette across the sky, neither knowing where it came from nor where it was heading.

Holding Chen Yanyu's tender jade-like hand, Lu Qingchuan flew together with her amidst the ethereal clouds.

The girl's five fingers were soft and slender, as if boneless, and the warm and cool touch sent slight shivers through Lu Qingchuan's palm.

"Where are we going?" As she said so, Chen Yanyu's silver hair brushed against her snow-white neck. She glanced away, unable to meet Lu Qingchuan's gaze.

The sacred dragon horns on her forehead had faded away, and a faint red stain adorned her forehead—a trace of chilly elegance added to her charming features.

It was Lu Qingchuan's blood.

"We are going to my place," said Lu Qingchuan.

Chen Yanyu's exquisite milky-white knitted sweater gently rose and fell for a moment, and her golden pupils rippled with surprise. She bit her lip and asked, "Your... your place?!"

"Yes," Lu Qingchuan realized his words might have sounded improper and smiled, saying, "Don't worry; my family is elsewhere. There's no one there; it's my hideout."

Who knew that Chen Yanyu's face would blush even more, and she stared at him with a somewhat pitiful expression. "No one? A hideout? Are you planning to take me to stay overnight?!"

"Well, yes. What's wrong?" Lu Qingchuan said casually, "It's dangerous elsewhere; you must stay with me tonight."

"Y-you... bad guy..." Chen Yanyu retaliated, squeezing Lu Qingchuan's hand tightly.

Lu Qingchuan's face turned a bit pale, and he quickly said, "Be gentle, Miss Chen; I'm injured."

"Yet you still bully me." Chen Yanyu's voice was full of grievances as she said so.

The innocent expression of the girl, coupled with her unknowing retaliation, made Lu Qingchuan feel an inexplicable urge to tease her.

But...

It also made him want to protect her.

"Don't worry; it's just for one night," Lu Qingchuan said with a soft smile.

"Really?" Chen Yanyu asked softly.

"Just one night to hide," Lu Qingchuan assured her, " The 'Demon Slayer' and the authorities have already arrived. I have to go to school for qualification assessment tomorrow; I don't want to go through interrogations and be put under surveillance."

"So, we have to hide."

"But you saved people and got seriously injured. Now you have to hide?" Chen Yanyu asked in bewilderment, "They don't appreciate you but want to arrest you?"

"There's no other way; I am a demonic cultivator. In the eyes of others, I'm an unstable element. People love to label and stigmatize, it's just how they are."

"Why?"

"Because truly understanding someone takes a lot of effort," Lu Qingchuan spoke each word slowly, with difficulty, "It requires investing a lot of time and there's always a chance of being deceived. That's why people are scared and distant from one another."

The corner of Chen Yanyu's lips twitched, remembering how she had also misunderstood Lu Qingchuan at first. "Aren't you sad about that?"

"Sometimes, there are things we have to accept," Lu Qingchuan smiled faintly, "Just like you were forced to live in the Dragon Palace for more than ten years."

Lu Qingchuan's casual words made Chen Yanyu want to cry again. "I had no choice, but you are fine..." Her voice trembled.

However, Lu Qingchuan didn't feel wronged. He smiled freely.

Chen Yanyu stared at him, and her young heart started pounding irregularly.

Slowly, Lu Qingchuan gently landed with Chen Yanyu in a private villa in the suburbs.

In the night, which overflowed like water, the building seemed like a sleeping black cat in a deep alley.

Lu Qingchuan finally let go of Chen Yanyu's small hand.

Dark shadows curled around his fingers as he wiped away the dried blood stains and used his fingerprints to open the door.

Chen Yanyu stood dumbfoundedly beside Lu Qingchuan, not knowing what to do, feeling nervous.

Because... Chen Yanyu knew that she was being brought home late at night by Lu Qingchuan...

Pushing open the door, Lu Qingchuan turned on warm orange lights.

Looking back, Chen Yanyu's exquisite appearance was obscured by the light, her figure dim, and she clutched the hem of her skirt, hesitant and timid.

This made Lu Qingchuan think of Chen Yanyu's cautious appearance in front of the bar; she was always so careful.

Various impulses arose in Lu Qingchuan's heart, both wanting to show her gentle affection and bully her alike.

So, standing in the orange light, Lu Qingchuan reached out his hand to Chen Yanyu once more.

"Come in."

Chen Yanyu hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and held Lu Qingchuan's warm hand.

Silently, Chen Yanyu walked into the bright and warm room.

The warmth seemed to follow her tender palm, along her slender white arms, gently making its way into her heart.

Looking up at Lu Qingchuan's figure, Chen Yanyu's golden pupils became brighter, shining like the radiance of the sun. She smiled, looking very cute.

Lu Qingchuan turned on all the lights.

He led Chen Yanyu directly to a glass door and opened it.

Chen Yanyu's smile froze for a moment, like a cautious rabbit. "What are you bringing me here for?"

"To take a bath," Lu Qingchuan said naturally, as he observed Chen Yanyu's delicate and tall figure. The thin knitted sweater adorned with blooming red roses made her look even more pitiable.

"Miss Chen, take off your clothes, and I'll help you wash them."

Chen Yanyu quickly let go of Lu Qingchuan's hand, startled like a frightened rabbit, and backed into the corner. Her face was flustered, "No, no, no! I can do it myself! I can!"

Lu Qingchuan pursed his lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Lu Qingchuan, don't treat me like an idiot, okay!" Chen Yanyu felt extremely wronged, "I may be inexperienced in the mortal world, but I know some things!"

Lu Qingchuan cleared his throat and said, "I meant I'll help you use the washing machine for your coat. Besides, there's a bathroom on the second floor. I'll go there; we'll be separate."

Chen Yanyu's butterfly-like eyelashes trembled. She lowered her head softly and asked,

"Are you deliberately trying to make me misunderstand by saying these things...?"