Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lin Chu frowned as her face burnt red and called out in a low voice, “Yan Beicheng!”
She could hear Yan Beicheng’s melodic laugh coming from above her head. It was like his throat had jade beans in them, rolling on a jade plate. The sound was clear and melodious, a low emerald-like laugh that had Lin Chu getting drunk with his laughter.
She felt that men with such nice voices were sinfully tempting.
“That’s right, call me by my name in the future. Don’t refer to me as Master Yan,” Yan Beicheng patted her lightly on the head.
Lin Chu felt something soft fluttered across the top of her head quickly. It could be a hallucination, but she was not sure. Yan Beicheng let go of her before she could even react.
She quickly got herself busy by raiding the fridge. She kept telling herself that it was a hallucination and not to overthink it.
It was lucky that there was something to cook in the fridge. There were some frozen ribs.
Both she and Xu Moyan were not high-income earners. Xu Moyan had only started working half a year earlier than she did. Both of them would order take out if they were working overtime and were too lazy to cook. Otherwise, they would prepare their own meals on normal days.
Lucky for her that Xu Moyan was outstation for work and would not be home for these two days. It would be difficult to explain why she had brought Yan Beicheng home.
Yan Beicheng’s long legs scoured the living room. These two girls had cleaned it well but there was nothing much to see. So, he turned towards the bedrooms.
One of the bedrooms was locked. Yan Beicheng reckoned it was the bedroom of Lin Chu’s roommate, Xu Moyan. The door of the opposite room was not closed, leaving it open for one to see everything inside.
It was quite a simple bedroom since the room was not really big. The dressing table doubled as a study table. There was a laptop placed on it. The single bed beside it was about 1.67 meters wide and considered quite spacious. A white bedspread covered the bed.
Yan Beicheng laughed in spite of himself. He did not expect her to have such childlike innocence and proceeded to sit on her bed. He went into deep thoughts as he bounced on the soft Simmons Bedding mattress.
Yan Beicheng suddenly thought of something and gave a perverted look at the door. He made sure that Lin Chu would not suddenly barge in and carefully inched closer towards the pillow. He bent down to take in the fragrance on the pillow, closing his eyes in intoxication.
The pillow smelled of the familiar fragrance of Lin Chu’s hair. It was like inhaling it directly from her hair.
Yan Beicheng could not stop himself and hugged the pillow, burying his head into it. He took deep breaths of it and wanted to steal the covers off the pillow and put it on his own pillow.
However, he knew that Lin Chu would definitely find out about it, so he bitterly gave up the thought. Yet, he was reluctant to let it go. He once again buried his face into the pillow and took in a few breaths. A few moments later, Yan Beicheng’s body went stiff and he stopped moving about.
He actually had a hard-on while indulging Lin Chu’s hair fragrance on the pillow.
Yan Beicheng’s expression was grim. He clenched his teeth as he pulled his face out of the pillow with difficulty and got up stiffly. He walked towards the bedroom door and secretly looked around. Lin Chu was not around. So, he quickly ran into the bathroom to solve his dilemma.
Yan Beicheng threw away the tissue, feeling disgusted with his behavior. He was never someone with such weak willpower. Once, someone pulled him into a gathering that had a group of nude women. He was able to maintain his composure and had no reaction towards them whatsoever. They did not affect him at all.