Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Otherwise, how could such a handsome guy appear before her in such a suggestive setting?
However, Mo Xiaomeng sat in the bathtub and was lost in her thought for a long while.
But, she still couldn’t wake up from her dream because she wasn’t even dreaming in the first place.
Knock, knock!
Suddenly, there was the sound of knocking of the door.
Mo Xiaomeng was startled. She lifted her head from her knees, looked up, and just happened to meet Ye Sijue’s deep gaze.
His eyes shined blue under the lights.
Eh… he has blue pupils?
Could he also be mixed-raced?
Perhaps it was because he was also mixed-race that Mo Xiaomeng lost the animosity toward him and even started to feel closer to him.
Ye Sijue stared at her, his eyebrows lightly knitted, and his voice was low and a little stern as he said to her, “Are you sure you want to keep soaking in the bathtub?”
Didn’t this little thing notice that her lips had turned white?
He didn’t want to be nosy at first.
But after waiting outside for about ten minutes and not hearing any movement from inside, he wondered if she might still be sitting in the cold water the whole time.
But, no one would be that stupid, right?
The bathtub was filled with cold water. Even if the room had air conditioning and the weather was cold, wasn’t she afraid of getting sick from staying in the cold water for so long?
Of course, whether she would get sick or not had nothing to do with him!
Thus, Ye Sijue hadn’t intended on going in.
However… he waited for another five minutes, and there was still no movement from inside.
Ye Sijue felt restless. He couldn’t just let someone die in his room, could he?.
Then, he finally went in. Little did he expect that upon opening the door to look, this little thing was really stupid enough to be still sitting in the cold water!
Doesn’t she feel cold?
Stupid!
Hearing the harsh tone of his voice, Mo Xiaomeng came back to her senses.
She whimpered and sniffed.
“Uwwh… So it’s not a dream… ” Why wasn’t it a dream!
She finally confirmed her reality.
Ye Sijue had excellent hearing, so he clearly heard the words she said, and the corner of his mouth lightly tugged upwards.
Mo Xiaomeng wanted to stand up, but she found that her hands and feet couldn’t move as she intended.
She made a grimace again.
Was she out of it? How did she end up sitting in the cold water the whole time!
No wonder he sounded so scornful just now.
Mo Xiaomeng felt so stupid. How could she have sat in cold water the whole time? Did she lose her brain earlier?
“Uhhh… I can’t get up…”
She had tears in her eyes as she looked at him pitifully. The beautiful yet fragile-looking eyes seemed to be calling for help.
Ye Sijue folded his arms at her chest as he stared at her and asked, “Do you want me to help you?”
What else? Mo Xiaomeng stared at him.
Seeing that he wasn’t moving, Mo Xiaomeng cursed him in her heart for how cold-blooded he was.
She deliberately said, “If you’re not going to help, then let me die here…”
From the looks of it, she thought that they should be at a hotel, so she didn’t believe that he would really just let her die here.
“Ah-choo!” she sneezed.
Ye Sijue furrowed his brows. Finally, he started to move as he walked towards her.
“Wait a second!” He was just going to reach out his hands when Mo Xiaomeng stopped him. She gestured with a glance at the bathrobe on the wall, and she looked awkward as she said, “Can you… take that so that I can cover myself?”
The muslin clothing she was wearing was almost as good as not wearing anything.