Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Since she had already fallen asleep, he might as well…
Yin Shaojie’s impulse tempted him like the cries of a demon as he eventually caved into it. He lowered his head, and he could smell the scent of a young woman coming from her, a scent so pure and pleasant.
She was unlike other girls whose bodies always carried the smell of perfume or other cosmetics, which were all made from artificial fragrant essences. He had always disliked those smells.
However, Mu Xiaoxiao was different. Her body carried a natural fragrance that made one feel very comfortable.
Suddenly, he remembered that when she was young, her body always carried the smell of milk. It was especially pleasant and always tempted him to stay close to her.
At that time, the wretch used to be very clingy.
It was about the time that she just learned to walk. She would walk like a penguin, swaying side to side.
She would hold her milk bottle with one hand and tug onto his shirt with the other hand, always walking behind him.
No matter where he went, she would act like a copycat, following him.
As Yin Shaojie recalled his childhood, he couldn’t help but smile. He felt intimacy in the air and grew the urge to get close to her.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoxiao appeared unimaginably lovable—her delicate face looked naive and innocent, and it was as if she could just be bullied into anything.
This wretch has never looked so lovable before.
She was just like a cute little pet, extremely lovable.
This was the trigger that spurred the demon inside him.
Yin Shaojie had always been one to get whatever he desired. Hence, when the thought floated into his mind, he did not hesitate.
A strange current stirred in his heart.
What was that feeling?
Yin Shaojie couldn’t describe it. It felt like something had shot him in the heart. He felt soft, numb, and warm.
That was a feeling he had never experienced.
His focus gradually returned to reality.
Looking up, he gazed at her, and she was oblivious to everything and still sleeping soundly.
Yin Shaojie chuckled a little, realizing that she was slightly cruel.
He was stirred up by her. His heart was rolling with unprecedented sentiments and beating so quickly that it might just explode.
But on the other hand, she was sleeping soundly, oblivious to everything. It was cruel for him to look.
He reached out to rub the tip of her nose.
Oh, no…
It didn’t seem so.
Not knowing whether it was just his delusion, but he had a vague feeling that her heartbeat was also speeding up.
Yin Shaojie was strangely pleased by the thought, and the corner of his lips curled up even more.
He lowered his head. His exceptionally handsome face drew close to her, and he could see her long, curly eyelashes clearly. Their breaths encircled as if they were breathing the same air.
Even their heartbeats seemed to have fallen into synchrony.
It was an intimate, delicate feeling.
But Yin Shaojie really liked it and was incredibly fond of it.
He felt as if this was the way they should be, just like when they were young. They were inseparable. Even if they had quarreled, they would have made up quickly and gotten together again.
Though he had been used to the wretch’s looks, since they were childhood friends, it was only on this day that he had found himself seriously scrutinizing her facial features.
So, this wretch actually looks really pretty. Her eyelashes are long and curly, her nose is well-defined, and her face is like a peeled egg, exquisitely fair.
His gaze circled around and finally landed upon her lips.