Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) felt the turbulent waves in his heart. He knew very well that he must not let this excited emotion show, so he took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck all the air around him into his chest and use this fresh oxygen to clear his mind.

He tried hard to make his expression look calm and tried his best to suppress the surging excitement in his heart. It was an appreciation of Han Xinyu's pure emotions and praise for her courage.

But he understood that at this moment, he had to remain rational and not let his emotions dominate the situation, because that might destroy the delicate balance of the relationship between him and Han Xinyue. He needed to remain calm and rational.

"Nonsense!"

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s voice rang softly in the quiet air. Although his words carried a hint of reproach, his tone revealed an unconcealable concern and doting.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) took a step forward, and his slender fingers lightly picked up the soft clothes beside him, ready to put them on the shy and charming Han Xinyue in front of him.

Han Xinyu felt Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) gentle movements, and her little head raised slightly. Her eyes, which were originally lowered and shy, could not help but raise their heads and look at Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) in front of her.

Her eyes were full of doubt and inquiry, as if she wanted to read Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) true intentions from his eyes and expressions. A thought flashed through her mind: Did Mr. Li dislike her? Was he unhappy with the way she proposed to repay him?

"Does Mr. Li dislike me?"

Han Xinyu's voice trembled slightly, as if she was the last fallen leaf struggling to stay on the branch in the autumn wind, revealing a sense of helplessness and fragility, and there was an uncertainty in her eyes.

That thin question was filled with deep uneasiness and worry. Her heart became extremely sensitive at that moment. She was afraid that her momentary impulse and momentary expression of true feelings would make Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) unhappy, or that she had inadvertently violated some of his boundaries that could not be crossed.

Her fragile heart seemed to be lifted into the air, suspended in the cold air, unable to find a place to settle. She could only wander around, waiting for Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo)'s answer.

She hoped that he would give a negative answer. Even just a simple shake of the head or a soothing look would be enough to comfort Han Xinyu's heart and let her mood slowly slide from the peak of tension to the calm valley.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) gazed at the beautiful girl in front of him, Han Xinyue. Her face was like delicate porcelain, gentle and fragile, and her eyes were so clear that they seemed to reflect the depths of his soul.

At this moment, seeing her shy and expectant look, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) was deeply touched in his heart. He could feel that the pure and innocent emotion emanating from Han Xinyu was so sincere.

Every word and every eye contact revealed her deep gratitude. Now Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) knew that every word Han Xinyu said was not false. She really meant it. Her help for him could not be expressed in words, so she could only show her feelings in this most direct way.

At this moment, Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) fell into deep thought, his brows slightly furrowed, thinking about how to respond to the girl's sincerity. He understood that this was not just a simple matter of gratitude or return, but involved the intersection of two young hearts, which was something that needed careful consideration.

In this silent moment, Han Xinyu seemed to have found the courage in her heart. She gently raised her delicate and slender hands, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly, and slowly and tremblingly hugged Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) neck.

Her heart was beating so hard that she could feel her blood surging in her veins as if it was about to jump out of her chest, and her courage seemed to surge out at this moment.

With an almost inaudible moan, Han Xinyu stood on tiptoe, slightly raised her head, and slowly approached Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo). Han Xinyu's eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled gently like the wings of a dancing butterfly, revealing a kind of youthful charm and pleading.

A faint blush appeared on her pretty face, a pink color that was extremely shy, just like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light in early summer, delicate and pitiful.

At this moment, Han Xinyu's whole body was shrouded in an indescribable emotion. Her heart beat so strongly that it seemed as if every beat could be heard. At this moment, Han Xinyu's delicate lips gently, shyly, but firmly leaned towards Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) lips.

The kiss was gentle but full of determination, an act that required all the courage she had mustered.

Han Xinyu's soft and tender lips finally touched the corner of Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) lips. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the whole world was reduced to this simple point of contact.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, the air was filled with an indescribable warmth and sweetness, everything around became blurry and distant, leaving only Han Xinyu and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo).

The contact between Han Xinyu's soft lips and Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) was light but full of affection, as if two souls were communicating in silence, without words, but stronger than any language.

The kiss was gentle and lingering, like a breeze blowing across the lake, bringing ripples. Han Xinyu's heartbeat quickened and her breathing became rapid, but she did not avoid it. Instead, she closed her eyes and devoted herself to the kiss, immersing herself in this wonderful feeling.

All of Han Xinyu's shyness, nervousness and anticipation were at this moment integrated into this light and affectionate kiss, like pearls strung together to form a silent oath.

Her delicate body trembled slightly during this brief encounter, and every cell in her body awakened in this unforgettable moment. Perhaps it was because the afterglow of tension was still lingering in her veins, or perhaps it was because the waves of excitement had overwhelmed her reason.

She could not control herself, but Han Xinyu's arms, as warm and smooth as white jade, tightly wrapped around Xu Xingchen's (Li Qingmo) neck, as if she was looking for support or wanted to express a silent promise.

As if in this corner forgotten by time, Han Xinyu wanted to lock his figure firmly in her heart and never let him go. Her hug was full of attachment and longing, as if she wanted to use this physical closeness to make up for the uneasiness and confusion in her heart before.

This was the first time that Han Xinyu was so close to a man. She felt that every cell in her body was burning at this moment. She was both afraid and excited. This unprecedented emotion made her both shy and expectant.

Her whole body and mind seemed to be surrounded by soft and warm sunlight. The subtle feeling made her cheeks unconsciously flushed slightly, just like the soft light of the rising sun in the morning.

Her movements were like a bud about to bloom, swaying gently in the early spring breeze, longing for the care and warmth of the sun. The intimacy at this moment was undoubtedly the most sincere expression of her inner feelings.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) was very surprised by this sudden intimacy. His eyes widened, and Han Xinyu's nervous, expectant, and blushing face was reflected in his pupils. The expression on his face froze, as if time had stopped at this moment.

His heart skipped a beat, then accelerated, like a wild horse running out of control. His breathing seemed to stagnate at this moment, and all sounds and thoughts were interrupted by Han Xinyu's light kiss.

Xu Xingchen (Li Qingmo) He could feel Han Xinyu's trembling lips touching the corners of his mouth as gently as butterfly wings. The softness and warmth conveyed an unprecedented shock.

At this moment, his world was filled with her existence, and everything else became irrelevant. A complex emotion surged in his heart, including surprise, joy, and a hint of disbelief.

Because he had never thought that Han Xinyu would show such courage and emotion at such a moment. This kiss was not just a physical contact, but also a spiritual fusion.