Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It was only a thin piece of fabric. How could it withstand her rough movements?
The soft white lumps on her chest were almost fully revealed…
Ye Sijue took a deep breath and got down of bed. Suddenly, he reached out and carried her off the bed.
“… What are you doing? Un-uhh, let me go…”
Mo Xiaomeng’s body was weakened, and her struggle almost had about the same strength like a mosquito.
“Shut up!” Ye Sijue said coldly.
Mo Xiaomeng pouted as she was carried into the bathroom and placed in the bathtub.
The next second, a stream of water sprinkled from the above her head.
Mo Xiaomeng had been feeling hot all over her body when she was suddenly splashed with cold water, and she couldn’t help but tremble from the chill.
“It’s so cold! It’s so cold!”
Ye Sijue pinched her chin and forced her to tilt her head back, ruthlessly sprinkling the cold water on her little face to wake her up.
Fortunately, those people didn’t give her too strong a drug, perhaps on account of her young age.
Otherwise…
Ye Sijue’s expression turned grave.
“Wake up. Have you woken up?” Keeping a stern face, Ye Sijue patted her cheek.
Her face had already been tender and white, and because of the chilly water, it became even whiter.
“It’s cold… So cold…” Mo Xiaomeng hugged herself with her hands and shivered vigorously.
However, the heat in her body seemed to be slowly extinguished.
Ye Sijue drenched her for another minute before turning off the water.
He wrung his eyebrows and watched the little thing sitting in the bathtub in a daze.
The bathtub was full with water, and her graceful body was sitting inside. The light muslin fabric floated on the surface of the water, making the beautiful scenery beneath it faintly indiscernible, leaving room for one’s imagination.
Mo Xiaomeng hugged her knees and seemed aggrieved as she buried her head in her knees.
After a while, she looked up at Ye Sijue, her eyes looking much more sober.
Mo Xiaomeng was apparently awake.
Startled, her eyes widened, and she gasped. She stared at Ye Sijue and shouted, “Who are you? Why are you in my room?!”
She was about to stand up and drive him out.
Suddenly, she looked down and realized that the clothes she was wearing was so… translucent!
Goodness gracious! What the heck am I wearing?
Mo Xiaomeng was shocked and sat back into the water.
But the water was transparent and didn’t provide much cover.
She blushed and yelled at Ye Sijue, “You’re a pervert! Get out! Go out now!”
Seeing that she was sober, Ye Sijue turned around and left the bathroom.
Mo Xiaomeng heaved a breath of relief.
Looking around, the fine-looking little face seemed totally confused as though she didn’t know where she was.
This… is not my room!
In other words, the man earlier didn’t break into my room.
Instead, I broke into someone’s room?!
Mo Xiaomeng wasn’t an idiot, and she quickly straightened out her thoughts.
But she couldn’t believe it. She grasped her head, hoping that it was actually a dream and that she could quickly wake up from it!
“You are dreaming. You are dreaming. You must be dreaming…”
She closed her eyes and silently recited this sentence as if this would turn all that was happening into a dream.
Mo Xiaomeng couldn’t help but think of the man’s face.
She had to admit. He’s so handsome…
Mo Xiaomeng touched her face, and it was a bit feverish but cold at the sides. Perhaps it was because she was soaking in cold water.
Right, I must be dreaming!