The baby-making system is unreliable

"I'll close the window for you, so you don't have to bother with it later. You don't have to thank me. The night wind in this autumn is really chilly. If you are so delicate as you, you will definitely catch a cold and get sick the next day if you are accidentally blown by the cold wind all night."

Ye Qianyao muttered proudly while walking towards the window with brisk steps.

He quickly reached out and closed the window, his movements clean and neat, as if it was a very ordinary thing.

Then, without looking back, he walked straight to the table, picked up the kettle and poured himself a cup of steaming water.

In the blink of an eye, the figure was sitting quietly at the table, smiling and holding the cup tightly with both hands, feeling the warmth coming from the cup wall.

Ye Qianyao held the cup and kept muttering, "Hey, the water is still hot. It seems someone knew I was coming and said they were waiting for me. Hum~"

At this time, Yun Yirou, as the owner of the room, finally reacted and couldn't help but speak up: "Hey, how can you be so casual! This is my boudoir, how can you just come in whenever you want? This is too much!"

She was so angry that her face turned red. She put her hands on her hips and glared at the guy who came uninvited and was so comfortable in front of her.

"Do we really need to be so polite to each other?! After five years of not seeing you, you seem to be a stranger to me?! This really makes me sad!!"

Ye Qianyao frowned slightly, his deep and bright eyes staring at the other person, his words revealing a hint of eagerness and dissatisfaction that was difficult to conceal.

His voice rose slightly, as if he wanted to break the vague barrier between them.

"No buddy, am I going to sleep tonight or not!? That's the point, okay? You came here just to scare me?! That's it! I knew you would come."

Yun Xirou murmured helplessly to herself, walked over to him and poured a glass of water, accepting his behavior but still looking a little frightened.

"..." Ye Qianyao's heart softened when he saw the terrified look on the woman's face. He realized that his joke just now seemed to have gone a bit too far and really scared her.

So he quickly put away the playful smile on his face, replaced it with a gentle and concerned expression, and said softly: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Don't be afraid. I didn't mean it."

In fact, he just came to see her. They hadn't seen each other for such a long time, so he wanted to see her in advance.

He never thought that he would see her counting stars at night. Such a scene was something he had not expected.

"Long time no see, Ye Qianyao, you are still such a scoundrel." Yun Yurou calmed down and then continued: "For so many years, you looked pretty good, you must have bullied others."

Just by looking at the face, Yun Xirou could tell that the man must have bullied others a lot and would definitely not be bullied by others. This was good enough.

"It's been a long time since we last met, Yun Xirou, you are still the same as before." Ye Qianyao narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze fixed on the beauty in front of him, and then he spoke slowly.

His voice is deep and magnetic, and every word he speaks is extremely clear, allowing people to feel the sincere emotions in his words.

As soon as he finished speaking, a barely perceptible smile suddenly appeared on Ye Qianyao's face. Then he changed into another look and continued with a hint of sarcasm: "You haven't changed in all these years. You are still as petite and cute as before."

As he spoke, he blinked deliberately, and his naughty look made people laugh.

When Ye Qianyao saw Yun Xirou again, he felt as if time had never passed.

The woman in front of me was still as beautiful and charming as before, and the years did not seem to have left too many traces on her.

"If you have something to say, please say it quickly. It's getting late at night and the dew is heavy. Be careful not to catch a cold on the way back."

Yun Yurou dodged subconsciously, as if she was a little shy, and blushed as she urged, "Hurry up."

"Hurry up what?!" Ye Qianyao smiled deliberately, resting his chin on his hand and looking at her with a smile, asking with his almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed.

"Hurry up and talk about business!" Yun Xirou glared at him angrily, cursing inwardly that this man was so frivolous and refused to talk about business at all.

"The real business is..." Ye Qianyao lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously. At the same time, he moved carefully and got closer to Yun Xirou.

His tall and upright figure seemed to carry a special sense of oppression at this moment, but it did not make people feel afraid. Instead, it gave rise to a hint of curiosity and expectation in people's hearts.

Ye Qianyao leaned down slightly, put his head close to Yun Xirou's ear, and whispered softly: "I came here with an important mission! In fact... I came here specifically to give you a betrothal gift."

After saying that, he straightened up and stared straight into Yun Xirou's beautiful eyes, as if trying to capture some emotional fluctuations from her reaction.

"Dowry...you..." Yun Xirou was stunned for a moment. Someone actually sent a betrothal gift in the middle of the night. It was too outrageous.

For a moment, she was at a loss as to what to do, and Ye Qianyao found her bewildered look interesting.

At that moment, Ye Qianyao seemed to be driven by an invisible force, and his right hand stretched out involuntarily.

The target was Yun'er's face, which was as white, tender and cute as white jade.

When his fingers gently touched Yun'er's cheek, an indescribable feeling instantly spread throughout her body.

At some point, he had put down the cup in his hand, stood up from the chair and walked towards her.

Originally there was still a distance of one or two steps between them, but now Yun Xirou was completely in his aura, wrapped in his shadow.

Ye Qianyao felt that her skin was as smooth and delicate as the finest silk, with a hint of warmth and elasticity, making people want to pinch it a few more times.

So, Ye Qianyao slightly increased the strength of his hands, but was still extremely gentle, for fear of hurting the person in front of him who was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

As his fingers moved, Yun'er's originally pink face deformed slightly, revealing a small dimple, adding a bit of playfulness and charm.

"No, what are you doing?! Why did you pinch my face?! You broke it!" Yun Xirou glared at the person in front of her with a hint of anger and confusion in her beautiful big eyes.

At this moment, her pink cheeks were tightly pinched by the other party, causing her originally fair skin to slightly blush, making her as tempting and cute as a ripe apple.

"How lovely. This is for you. This is my personal betrothal gift to you. Once you put it on, you will be mine."

Without waiting for Yun Xirou to regret, Ye Qianyao carefully put a bracelet on her right wrist as if it were a treasure.

There are a few small purple bells on this bracelet. The bells are warm and not cold when worn. You can tell at a glance that the material is not simple, and it has a bit of Ye Qianyao's scent.

A hint of surprise appeared on Yun Yurou's pretty face. She stared at Ye Qianyao with her beautiful eyes and said softly, "Ye Qianyao...you, you should have been preparing this for a long time, right?"

Her voice was soft and melodious, like a breeze gently brushing people's heartstrings.

At this time, Ye Qianyao stood there quietly, with a faint smile on his handsome face and an indescribable tenderness in his deep eyes.

Hearing Yun Xirou's words, he nodded slightly and replied softly: "Yes, I have been preparing for you for a long time. I can't wait to marry you!!"

This is such an obvious thing, everyone in Xuzhou City must know it! ? Only this confused little girl in front of me, she has never really figured it out.

"Originally?! I wasn't planning to give it to you right now. I was thinking of giving it to you tomorrow when I propose marriage. But since you've been waiting for me so hard tonight, I'll give it to you earlier."

Ye Qianyao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze unconsciously looked towards Yun Xirou. He felt like there was a lively little rabbit in his heart, and he waited anxiously for her response.

His hands were clenched into fists, and there was even some sweat on his palms, showing his inner tension and anticipation at the moment.

"Haicheng is remote, living on the coast. My family is relatively wealthy. I have no father or mother, but I have a brother, his wife, and a nephew. I am sincerely seeking marriage, and I am very anxious. I am willing to marry you, to share life and death with you, and never let you down. Lianyao, are you willing to marry me?!"

These words seemed to have exhausted all his strength. After he said them, he felt as if all his energy had been drained away. He stared straight at the person in front of him, afraid to miss any slight change in expression on her face.

Lianyao is the nickname of Yun Xirou, the fourth young lady of Xuzhou. It should have been a nickname only known to her parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, but he knew it clearly and called it out directly.

Yun Yi was seen with a gentle smile on her face. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Qianyao in front of her. She also called out his name and said softly, "Ziyi, Lianyao has been waiting for you in the boudoir for a long time. Now you are already old. In this life, we are destined to be husband and wife. I have already answered your question a long time ago."

After saying that, Yun Yi smiled again. That smile was as bright and moving as a blooming spring flower, as if it could melt people's hearts.

Zi'e was his nickname. Most young people's nicknames are given by their parents, but his was different. His nickname was given by Yun Futian.

When Ye Qianyao's father sent him to the Yun Mansion for foster care, he told Yun Futian at that time that everything about the child would be up to Yun Futian.

Later, he also wrote a letter and asked Yun Futian, and then he got the name of his nickname.

As for the answer he wanted, he had already been given a clear answer a long time ago! ! Five years ago, Ye Qianyao sang a song "Qian Gao Fu" to express his love for her, which attracted many people to stop and watch. This was the first half of the story that night.

In the second half of the story, Yun Xirou prayed under the moon all night, just for Ye Qianyao to be able to handle all his affairs safely, because he received a letter from his father and brother that night, and hurriedly left Xuzhou city overnight without waiting for Yun Xirou's clear answer.

However, apart from Liu An and the maids in Linliu Pavilion, few people knew about this matter.

"Five years ago, that night, in Linliu Pavilion, under the moonlight in front of the hall, Lianyao also stayed up all night, praying to the moon, hoping that Ziye would return safely."

Yun Xirou recounted this past event with a serious look on her face. She gently held Ye Qianyao's hand, which was tightly curled up due to nervousness or other reasons.

She slowly unfolded it with gentle yet firm strength, as if wanting to convey a hint of affirmation to the other person.

"Zi'e, Lianyao was willing to marry you five years ago, so you don't have to be nervous." Yun Xirou said with a smile as she held his fingers, as if trying to ease his nervousness.

To be honest, maybe he always appears to be fearless in front of others, but Yun Xirou knows very well that he will be afraid in front of the people he cherishes and will have his own emotions like a child.

"..."Ye Qianyao seemed to have no reaction and was being led by her like a puppet. It was really funny.

His mind was now filled with Yun Xirou's words, which kept appearing over and over again as he pondered over them.

She had agreed a long time ago. She said so herself. She had agreed five years ago. So she had agreed so long ago?

"What? Are you stupid?!" Yun Xirou just found it interesting. He was always the one who made others speechless, but he had never been the one who was speechless to the point of being unable to say a single word.

"I... since you have accepted my betrothal gift, from this moment on, you belong to me. I will never allow you to have any regrets!"

Ye Qianyao's eyes moved slightly, as if there was a ray of light flickering in them, and along with his slightly rapid breathing, the warm breath also quietly became tense.

The corners of his lips slightly raised, with an imperceptible smile, he slowly approached Yun Xirou's pretty and charming little face.

Ye Qianyao gently gave her a kiss full of piety and love. This kiss was as gentle as the warmest spring breeze, and like the warm sunshine in winter, extremely gentle.

As for Ye Qianyao, he had waited for this kiss for more than ten years. He silently guarded the deep affection for Yun Yirou in his heart, and now he finally got what he wanted.

"..." Yun Xirou only felt that his movements were gentle, causing her to open her mouth unconsciously and subconsciously respond to his tenderness.

Only when her head started to feel dizzy and she clearly felt Ye Qianyao's body tense and his breathing became heavier did he loosen his arms around her waist.

"I...I, it's getting late. I'll come to visit you formally tomorrow. You should get some rest early."

Ye Qianyao's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped back a little, keeping a certain distance. He calmed down a little and listened to Yun Xirou's slightly dry breathing.

After a while, Ye Qianyao jumped out of the window and looked at her again before leaving.