Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing this scene, Song Shijun teased Yin Shaojie, “I say, Great Master Yin, are you still a man? You’re actually making Xiaoxiao move the luggage upstairs.”
Yin Shaojie smirked and said smugly, “People like you who don’t have a wife wouldn’t understand.”
Of course he wouldn’t appreciate the fun in it.
Song Shijun whimpered and looked pitifully to Han Qiqing. “Qiqing, he bullied me!”
But Han Qiqing disregarded him, tapped on his shoulders and ordered him, “Hurry up and bring up my luggage first. Xiaoxiao, I’ll go up and pick a room first, the biggest one for the three of us!”
With that said, she went upstairs.
Song Shijun had no choice but to bring up her luggage.
“Sigh. Just like they say, nice guys always gets bullied. I’m just too nice~~”
Hearing that, Mu Xiaoxiao almost let the suitcase go, but fortunately, Yin Shaojie was able to catch it from behind.
Mu Xiaoxiao pouted, “It’s all Song Shijun’s fault!”
Yin Shaojie nodded in agreement. “Yes. He is too shameless. Let’s continue and ignore him.”
Song Shijun was speechless.
In a clumsy effort, Mu Xiaoxiao finally brought the luggage up to the second floor.
Song Shijun had already carried up his and Han Qiqing’s luggage, and he looked disdainfully upon Mu Xiaoxiao, saying, “Xiaoxiao, you are too weak. It’s just like the last time when your legs turned to jelly after running 800 meters. This is not acceptable. Your fitness is crucial to your sex…”
Before he could say “life”, Mu Xiaoxiao kicked him.
Yin Shaojie grabbed her. “Come on. Let’s go to the third floor.”
Without much consideration, Mu Xiaoxiao simply continued upstairs, and she even made a face at Song Shijun.
Reaching the third floor, she looked back and found that Yin Shaojie was holding her hand and carrying luggage with the other hand.
She said gloomily, “You can carry it yourself, can’t you? Then why did you tell me to carry it just now?”
She was dead-tired!
“It’s mostly your stuff inside, isn’t it? Then it’s only right that you should carry it, don’t you think?” Yin Shaojie said matter-of-factly, but there seemed to be evil in his smile as if he was plotting something.
Mu Xiaoxiao didn’t refute him. What was done was done anyways. She couldn’t turn back time.
“Which room do you want to stay in?”
After a brief browse, she found that the villa had three floors, two rooms on each of the second and third floor and one room on the first floor.
Yin Shaojie looked around. “You choose.”
She thought that he was asking her to help choose a room for him, so she entered the room on the left, and took a look at it. “The view from here is pretty good. I’ll go check out the other room.”
The rooms on the highest floor were pretty good as they had better view of the scenery than those on the second floor.
However, Yin Shaojie grabbed her hand and said, “No need. Sijue has taken that room. This will do.”
“Alright, you stay here, and Sijue will stay in the next room. Me, Qiqing and Xiaomeng, will see which one of the other rooms are bigger and share it. Do you think that the room on the first floor will be bigger?”
There would be two rooms remaining, just enough for Song Shijun and Su Lin, one for each of them.
As Mu Xiaoxiao was thinking about these things, she didn’t realize that Yin Shaojie had already closed and locked the door.
She went to the balcony and admired the scenery outside, her little fist tapping on her shoulders.
“Are you aching?” Yin Shaojie said as he stood behind her, his fingers gripped and kneaded her shoulders.
Mu Xiaoxiao closed her eyes to enjoy the massage.
Yin Shaojie took her inside the room, saying in a magnetic voice as he coaxed her, “Lay on the bed. I’ll give you a massage.”