Translator: Atlas Studios
Editor: Atlas Studios
Also… Also… Why is this man starting to undress himself?
Belatedly, her cheeks turned red as blood again!
“Young Master He, you… You…” she stammered and watched blankly as he unbuttoned the very last button and revealed his tight abs.
“Hm? What’s wrong?” He raised an eyebrow with a confused look.
“That… Where is the CCTV footage?” She lowered her head and avoided his gaze.
“Wait a moment.” He Jingyao chuckled, then flung his shirt onto the floor and entered the bathroom.
Accidentally catching a glimpse of his naked back, she felt her heart pound and shut her eyes tightly.
She opened her eyes and let out a sigh of relief only when she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
What should I do next?
Young Master He might just be a clean freak and so he is used to taking a shower first. I shouldn’t be thinking this much… Yes, that must be it.
So, all I need to do is quietly wait for him to come out.
She carefully treaded to the center of the living room and was just about to take a seat on the sofa when the shirt He Jingyao had left on the floor caught her eyes.
This shirt was lying so obnoxiously in the middle of the floor that she could not ignore it even if she wanted to.
She contemplated for a moment and decided that she should help him to pick up his clothes as a token of payment… Hence, as though under a trance, she squatted down to pick up the shirt.
In that instant, a familiar yet foreign smell filled her senses. The light smell of perspiration mixed with pheromones was not repulsive. Instead… it was a little addictive…
By the time she’d caught herself, she had already involuntarily brought the shirt to her nose. Her cheeks instantly became inflamed.
Gosh! What am I doing? I am actually smelling a random man’s shirt!
As though she was scalded by something, she hurled the shirt back! She then hurriedly ran over to sit down on the sofa rigidly. Still, her ragged breath and trembling eyelashes had exposed her guilt.
You are truly a good-for-nothing! Seriously, weak!
The sound of running water lingered incessantly by her ears. The man was still in the shower… She felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed when she imagined the scene.
She was still a little in disbelief… that the man she’d spent the night with last night was actually He Jingyao.
She could still vaguely remember the feeling of him burrowing into her body… And also his heavy yet sexy panting, his hot and long kisses…
Her heart suddenly started thumping and accelerating! Her face was set ablaze, and the shame made her want to dig a hole and burrow into the ground!
What was I thinking?
More importantly, she seemed to feel a deep and foreign urge inside herself… Tears involuntarily clouded her eyes.
I’m done for! I have become a degenerate!
She did not understand how she was being bewitched by He Jingyao when the person she loved was clearly Ning Yichen…
Did she really not know shame?
In fact, He Jingyao and Ning Yichen were totally different people. Ning Yichen was handsome and had a refined and scholarly aura. It was apparent that he came from an affluent family. Although she secretly fell in love with him and frequently cleaned his torso, the most she had done while doing so was to blush. She had never experienced such shameful urges.
Meanwhile, He Jingyao was much more good-looking. He had a strong presence and a noble aura. When he did not smile, he even gave off an aloof, ascetic aura. Logically, that should make one feel as though he could only be admired from afar and remain untouched…