The Great Master Yin was usually the one to do the commanding; since when had anyone commanded him? It was only this wretch who dared to do it .
Despite this thought, the Great Master Yin still picked up a blanket obediently and even placed it over her stomach for her .
He was used to setting the air-conditioning at a low temperature, and thus, it was on full blast in this room . He thought for a while and decided to increase the temperature a little, worried that she might catch a cold .
Now comfortable, the girl rubbed her face against the pillow, and hugging the bolster, she drifted into a peaceful nap .
Yin Shaojie squatted beside the sofa and couldn't help but study her face . Her soft and exquisite skin looked as smooth as a baby's, and her pores were practically non-existent . It was tempting to kiss her skin .
However, what drove him wild were her lips . Perhaps it was from having spicy food earlier, but her lips were red and tender from the spiciness, looking very seductive .
Yin Shaojie's lips twitched . He mouth felt a little dry .
His eyes studied her lips intensely . She had ordered him about like a servant earlier on; it shouldn't be a big deal if he stole a kiss from her, right?
However, he didn't know if the girl had really fallen asleep yet .
Thus, he stared at her lips as though he was a hungry wolf going to eat up a little rabbit, and he waited for a few moments . Deciding that she was finally asleep, he leaned forward and gave a peck to those tantalizing lips .
He moved his head away after that little brush .
Yin Shaojie's pupils dilated even more now . He had thought that stealing just one kiss would curb his desires, but it only made him want her more . He really wanted to do so much more to this wretch now…
He stood up hurriedly . Exhaling loudly, he calmed himself down, trying to keep the primal side of him from rearing itself .
He turned his gaze to Mu Xiaoxiao uncontrollably once more .
This lucky girl had no idea what was going on . She looked really innocent and was deeply and peacefully asleep .
It was a stark contrast to his current internal conflict and frustration .
He pinched her nose bitterly and grumbled softly, "Stupid wretch, how could you seduce people like that but sleep so comfortably yourself . "
Mu Xiaoxiao scrunched up her face in discomfort and swatted his hand away . She then moved her body to a more comfortable position and continued her nap .
Helpless, Yin Shaojie stood up and walked over to the office desk .
A quiet afternoon thus began .
As the little girl slept on the sofa, the handsome youth would steal a few glances over at the sofa as he worked on something on his laptop .
. . .
Just as Han Qiqing had predicted, the stylish parade from the morning had already been filmed and sent around the entire school . The news had even spread to students from other schools .
Naturally, Han Xue'er saw it too .
Thus, she flung her phone away violently again . This time, the damage was even worse . Her phone had hit the wall squarely, shattering open .
Beside her, a domestic helper trembled with fear, in a dilemma over whether she should pick it up .
Han Xue'er was extremely furious . Her eyes were red with rage, and her chest heaved vigorously as though she was experiencing an asthma attack .
The domestic helper was scared sh*tless and didn't know if she should comfort her mistress . She thought that she had already seen her mistress at her angriest, but this was unexpectedly worse .
She could almost see a raging fire in her head about to explode .
It was terrifying, so terrifying!
"Are you dead? Pick up the phone right now!" Han Xue'er turned her head and roared, glaring at the helper .
"Y-Yes mistress…" The domestic helper moved to pick it up hastily .
Chapter end
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