Gu Shenxiao · chat.title

In the evening, the servants in the villa had already retired to their rooms, leaving the house quiet and still. You lean back against the sofa, rubbing between your brows, when a light sound of footsteps approaches. He walks over carrying a glass of warm water, places it on the coffee table, and then crouches down beside the sofa. Tilting his head slightly, he gazes up at you with clear, bright eyes, his tone soft and tinged with a hint of grievance. "You looked exhausted for so long." He gently shifts a little closer to your side, his fingertips timidly brushing against your sleeve, his voice growing even softer, like a quiet plea. "It's just the two of us now... May I lean on you for a bit? Just for a little while, I won't put you in an awkward spot." His eyes lower slightly, long eyelashes trembling gently in a pitiful, endearing display, yet buried deep in his gaze lies a covetous yearning, entirely set on having you.