The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

The first ray of sunlight in the morning quietly penetrated into the room, covering the quiet space with a layer of soft golden gauze.

The nine o'clock bell rang slowly, as if gently calling the sleeping people to start a new day.

Xia Jin'er slowly opened her eyes in this quiet morning, her eyes sparkling with the laziness of just waking up and the comfort of holiday.

She stretched herself, feeling the comfort brought by adequate sleep, and secretly thanked herself that this rare holiday finally allowed her to relax and enjoy a carefree morning.

After getting up, Xia Jiner simply washed up. The selfie in the mirror looked particularly energetic because of the good dream.

She walked out of the bedroom quietly, her eyes inadvertently glancing at Cao Jianjia who was still immersed in her dreams.

Cao Jianjia's sleeping face was peaceful and serene, but Xia Jiner did not notice the subtle strangeness that inadvertently revealed on her face, nor did she know about the unknown little episodes that happened between Cao Jianjia and Zhang Fan in the bathroom last night.

In Xia Jiner's eyes, those subtle emotional fluctuations and sudden embarrassment turned into a breeze in the morning, blowing gently without leaving a trace.

With a leisurely mood, Xia Jiner decided to go and have a chat with Mr. Zhang.

In the study, Mr. Zhang was sitting by the window, holding an ancient book in his hand. The sunlight shone through the window lattice onto his silver hair, making him look particularly kind.

Xia Jin'er walked forward quietly and called respectfully, "Grandpa Zhang, good morning." Grandpa Zhang looked up, put down the book in his hand with a smile, and responded kindly, "Jin'er, are you up? Did you sleep well last night?"

Xia Jin'er nodded. She slept well, but some people didn't sleep very well.

Cao Jianjia lay quietly on the bed, the morning light shone through the half-closed curtains, sprinkling on her body in patches, adding a touch of softness and mystery to her.

However, beneath this tranquility, there is a subtle hint of embarrassment and subtlety.

Her hair, which was usually carefully groomed to be smooth and shiny, now looked disheveled, with a few strands playfully sticking to her cheeks, as if they were the remains of last night's storm, with an inadvertent wild beauty.

There is a hint of the coolness and moisture of the early morning between these strands of hair, revealing an indescribable tenderness and fragility.

On her cheek, a touch of red spreads gently like a newly blossoming peach blossom. It is the trace left after an in-depth communication and the outward expression of the inner emotional fluctuations.

This blush not only highlights the delicacy and fairness of her skin, but also adds a bit of shyness and charm, which makes people imagine endlessly.

And her thoughts at this moment were like the surging tide, complex and subtle.

The emotions after being bullied by Zhang Fan intertwined into an intricate web in her heart.

There was shame and embarrassment, which was the regret for her own loss of composure, and a hint of uneasiness and confusion. She was full of uncertainty about the future direction of the relationship.

However, it is this embarrassment and complexity that makes Cao Jianjia's beauty more three-dimensional and vivid.

Until I felt Zhang Fan walking to the bedside.

Cao Jianjia's breathing rose and fell gently, and every breath seemed to be accompanied by a barely perceptible tremor, which was the body's subtle reaction to last night's experience.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they would open at any time, but she was pulled by some invisible force, making her continue to immerse herself in this rare tranquility and embarrassment.

Her clothes were slightly messy, with her collar half open, revealing a delicate collarbone and faintly visible skin. Those were the traces left inadvertently by Zhang Fan, and were also a direct reflection of her current miserable state.

She tried to tidy it up gently with her hands, but her panic and helplessness made her movements seem even more clumsy, which in turn made her look more lovable.

The blush on her cheeks had gradually faded, but the shyness and embarrassment were like a brand, deeply engraved in her heart.

There were complex emotions flashing in her eyes, including helplessness and resentment towards Zhang Fan's behavior, as well as gratitude and attachment to his gentle care.

These conflicting emotions intertwined together made her mood as erratic as fallen leaves blown by the wind.

Her body seemed to still retain the breath of Zhang Fan. It was a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling that made her feel both at ease and uneasy.

She tried to wrap herself tightly with the quilt, as if this could isolate herself from all the disturbances from the outside world, but the waves in her heart were surging like the tide and could not be calmed.

When Zhang Fan gently lifted a corner of the quilt, slowly lay down and approached Cao Jianjia, the air in the entire room seemed to freeze.

His movements were gentle, with an unspoken tenderness.

Cao Jianjia felt the warm breath coming from beside her, and her body tensed up involuntarily. An indescribable feeling of panic spread in her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled violently, then slowly opened, with panic and shyness flashing in her eyes.

In those clear eyes, there was both confusion about Zhang Fan's sudden approach and shy avoidance of his affectionate gaze.

She tried to push him away gently with both hands, but the strength seemed so weak, more like a coquettish expression of wanting to refuse but also to accept.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan raised a gentle smile. He did not stop his actions, but instead wrapped his arms around Cao Jianjia's waist more gently.

The embrace was warm and powerful, as if it could dispel all the anxiety and panic in her heart.

Cao Jianjia felt the warmth and her body gradually relaxed, but the blush on her cheeks became more and more obvious, like a ripe apple, emitting an attractive luster.

She turned her head away gently and seemed to hear the man's steady and strong heartbeat.

Cao Jianjia knew that once this door was opened, this man would find ways to bully her.

I naturally know why he didn't miss any opportunity.

He remembered that slap clearly, so he wanted to take revenge in his own way.

What can a man's revenge be? It must be conquering a woman. If he can conquer himself, he will feel very accomplished.

This bed slowly began to make some strange noises.

Cao Jianjia didn't dare to make any noise because the house was not soundproofed and there were people at home.

I couldn't even stand up in the bathroom last night. You can imagine how badly I was bullied by this man.

Now, Xia Jiner had just gone out and he came in, not wasting even a moment.

Cao Jianjia's face gradually became blurred, and it was unclear whether it was a look of being conquered, or a resistance, resistance to Zhang Fan's bullying.

But gradually she couldn't control herself anymore and her lips were covered by Zhang Fan. Was this man afraid of being heard?

My life will become more and more miserable in the future.

This man is taking revenge in his own way.