Chapter 102
Was this something a blooming young maiden was supposed to be seeing?
Inside the open bathroom, steam lingered in the air.
The man had fainted at the doorway, his dark hair soaked with water. His robe hung loosely from his body, the belt half-fastened, his damp chest exposed, abs faintly visible beneath…
Pa!
Xie Mi suddenly clasped her hands together, turned toward the night sky, and gave a deep bow.
“This humble believer has eaten both meat and vegetables all her life—this is exactly what I deserve to see.”
“Heavens, you treat me well!”
She slid forward on her knees and helped Shen Yanqing up.
A moment ago he’d been unconscious, but now he stirred, leaning weakly against her embrace. His wet lashes lifted slowly, black eyes shimmering with water.
“Teacher Xie… I just fainted.”
Xie Mi swallowed hard, forcing herself to endure. “Girl, you’re still young, I won’t touch you.”
Then she glared suddenly, face deadly serious. “But if you dare mention breaking up with me—”
Her gaze turned ferocious. “I’ll take you right then and there!”
She lowered her voice into a husky bubble tone. “So that you’ll only ever belong to me.”
His expression shifted like a palette, stormy one second, tender the next. Then, with spring-breeze gentleness, he said softly, “That way I can protect you for a lifetime.”
Shen Yanqing, almost breaking character: “?”
Before he could react, Xie Mi grabbed both his strong arms and, with a sharp heave, slung him over her shoulder like a pig.
Then tossed him onto the sofa.
“You fainted in the bathroom probably from low blood sugar. I’ll get you some chocolate.”
Xie Mi turned to rummage through his shelves. After pocketing all his favorite snacks for herself, she came back with a chocolate. “Sugar-free okay?”
Shen Yanqing nearly laughed in anger.
But he held it in—after all, he was skilled at playing the frail act. Resting a weak hand on his forehead, his soul-snaring peach blossom eyes met hers.
“I think I’m ill… I’ll need Teacher Xie to take care of me before I can recover.”
Xie Mi hesitated. “Then… I’ll stay here and watch over you?”
A beautiful curve lifted at his lips. “Good.”
So Xie Mi sat next to him and started playing games.
Shen Yanqing: “…”
After lying there a while, bored, he sat up and leaned over to watch.
He didn’t understand the game, only noticed how smoothly Xie Mi’s fingers slid across the screen, summoning dazzling effects on the character.
Then—gray screen.
Xie Mi let out a sharp shriek (night-time muted edition).
Shen Yanqing couldn’t help wanting to laugh. His gaze shifted slowly from the screen to her side profile.
The glow lit her face—her eyes, the tip of her nose, her lips—they all seemed to shine.
Just like when he first saw her.
Radiant.
“Hm?”
Xie Mi turned her head and met his gaze, blinking. “Are you feeling better?”
Shen Yanqing quickly concealed the flicker in his eyes, lowering his gaze to change the topic. Still, the tips of his ears flushed faint red.
“What game is this?”
“Honor of Kings. Haven’t you played?”
Xie Mi was surprised. “What do rich people even do for fun?”
Shen Yanqing kept his eyes down on the screen, lips curving faintly. “Does reading domineering CEO novels count?”
Hearing that, Xie Mi remembered—
Shen Yanqing did like soaking in his study. At first she thought he was reading finance and economics. Later she found out— They were all CEO novels.
“This hobby of yours gets my seal of approval.”
She gave a thumbs-up. Seeing him staring at her screen with interest, she asked, “Want to try? I’ll teach you a round.”
“Alright~”
She queued a match for him, picking a mage.
“At the start you go mid lane, clear the minion wave, then push the tower. Knock down the last tower and you win, got it?”
“I’ll try.”
As a true beginner, Shen Yanqing made all the rookie mistakes—
Like walking straight under a tower and dying, mistaking enemies for teammates and getting stabbed, miscasting skills and getting cursed by teammates…
Xie Mi grew so anxious watching that she finally grabbed his phone to help. “Don’t chicken out! You can win this fight, chase him!”
The girl suddenly leaned in, the faint scent of medicated oil tickling his nose. Shen Yanqing’s heart itched, and he instinctively shifted aside.
But Xie Mi thought he didn’t want her to play, so she grew more desperate—throwing herself forward.
“Trust me! You can chase him! Look, I killed him!”
In the tussle, the phone slipped from their hands. Xie Mi lost her balance and fell into his arms.
Or rather—he caught her in time.
When she came to, one of her hands was pressing his loosened robe at the shoulder, the other flat against his solid chest.
His strong, muscular chest was bare in the air, waist and abs sharply defined, the V-line taut and alluring, eight abs tight in rows…
Xie Mi barely resisted the urge to lick, keeping a straight face as she looked at him.
“I’m warning you, don’t seduce me. I graduated high school long ago—I’ve forgotten Li Sao completely. Right now, I’m dangerously lewd.”
“Hiss…”
That cool little hand made Shen Yanqing inhale sharply. His ears already blazing red, he met her eyes with a half-smile.
“So, what do you want to do to me?”
“…”
Just as Xie Mi was debating whether to shamelessly say ‘Please let me touch your abs a few times’, a knock came at the worst time.
“Xie Mi, are you in there?”
The voice belonged to that aggressively handsome guy.
Xie Mi, looking like a tyrant interrupted mid-pleasure, stomped over and flung the door open.
“What the hell do you want?!”
Outside, Xiao Jingxi stared in disbelief, his eyes quickly turning red. “You’re actually in his room?! How far have you two gone?!”
“If you hadn’t come, I’d have gotten to touch his abs a few more times, understand?”
Xie Mi rolled up her sleeves, making a slapping gesture by his face. “Ruined my fun—don’t make me smack you.”
While she spoke, Shen Yanqing had already walked over, elbow propped lazily on the doorframe, watching Xiao Jingxi with amused interest.
“Best Actor Xiao really looking to suffer, huh? Coming here in the middle of the night?”
Shen Yanqing was still in his loose robe, damp hair dripping water, droplets trailing down his neck, across his chest, and disappearing into the robe.
And with those soul-stealing peach blossom eyes, he looked even more wicked.
By contrast, Xiao Jingxi—
With his hair gelled immaculately, trendy loungewear carefully picked, the kind of look that could make fans scream— Yet next to Shen Yanqing, it suddenly looked dull.
At that moment, his first thought was—Shen Yanqing is more handsome than him.
For someone always praised for his looks, Xiao Jingxi felt utterly defeated.
“Xie Mi, wake up! He’s dressed like this on purpose to seduce you!”
“I won’t allow you to say that!”
Xie Mi was indignant, righteous fire blazing. “If he goes to such lengths to make me happy, what fault is that?!”
