"Young Master, it's ti to get up."
As the first rays of sunlight spilled across the ground, a new day began.
Zhao Ming was awakened by A Yin.
In his drowsy state, he felt a pair of soft, tender hands gently rubbing his face.
Opening his eyes, he saw a graceful woman leaning over him. She was propped up on her chin with one hand while the other playfully moved across Zhao Ming's face, her lips pouting as she murmured, "Young Master, you really can sleep! The sun is practically shining on your backside, and you still won't wake up?"
"Ah!" As soon as she finished speaking, A Yin suddenly noticed that Zhao Ming was awake and smiling at her, causing her face to turn a deep shade of red.
Startled, A Yin quickly withdrew her hand from Zhao Ming's face, as if she had been shocked.
She sprang up from the bed and obediently stood at its edge.
"Y-Young Master, I ca to clean your room!" A Yin raised her handkerchief and waved it at Zhao Ming, then pretended to wipe the window nearby.
"Does that explanation even make sense? Cleaning the room? Wiping the window? You're practically wiping it on my face!" Zhao Ming pretended to be angry as he spoke.
"I'm sorry, Young Master! I just wanted to co and check on you," A Yin pouted, looking unhappy.
However, Zhao Ming wasn't going to let A Yin off the hook just because she was acting cute. If she dared to touch him now, what would happen later?
"Zhi'er?" Zhao Ming said with a serious expression.
"Ah? Young Master, what's wrong?" A Yin asked, noticing Zhao Ming's increasingly stern deanor and feeling a bit flustered.
"Hmph, every household has its rules. According to the rules, what should happen when soone offends the Young Master?" Zhao Ming thought for a mont and said.
"House rules?" A Yin visibly trembled at the ntion of this term.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" Zhao Ming continued in a calm tone.
"Punishnt... punishnt on the backside!" A Yin said, her hands clasped behind her back, speaking in a low, trembling voice.
"Pfft!" Zhao Ming couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
What on earth did that damn system do to A Yin?
"Why are the rules like this? Cough, cough, this rule is hereby abolished," Zhao Ming said hastily.
"Why? Wasn't it you who set this rule, Young Master?" A Yin looked at him with a puzzled expression, her eyes filled with surprise.
I set it? That's a misunderstanding! I haven't done anything!
"System, what have you done to A Yin?" Zhao Ming couldn't help but curse inwardly.
How did that gentle and exquisite woman turn into this?
"Cough, cough, this system is innocent! A Yin currently only rembers the host as her closest person; one could even say she only knows the host, so naturally, she will be drawn to the host."
"This kind of intimacy or dependency is an instinct for every living being."
"Is that what I asked you? What do the house rules say? I never said that!"
"Cough, cough, I was just thinking of the host's best interests!" the system replied with a sly chuckle.
You perverted system, although I do like her too...
I spit! How could I, a resolute and warm-hearted man, have such lewd thoughts?
It's all your fault, system! You've influenced too deeply!
Despite saying this, Zhao Ming's eyes couldn't help but wander toward A Yin.
Peach-shaped backside!!!
So round!
An hourglass figure!
Zhao Ming slowly stepped closer to A Yin.
At that mont, A Yin looked at Zhao Ming with a pained expression on her face, her hands behind her back, unsure of what to do.
Realizing she couldn't escape, she pouted defiantly, propping her hands on her knees and lifting herself up.
"Pfft!" Zhao Ming couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood as he gazed at her stunning figure.
Tears stread down his face.
Where's the security? Where's the security?!
Zhao Ming took a deep breath,
His right hand raised,
"Hey, Zhao Ming, who are you talking to? Why does it sound like there's a woman in your room?"
With a creak, the door swung open, and Xiao Wu's head poked in.
Her eyes widened,
She blinked in disbelief,
"Ah!"
Xiao Wu let out a shriek! How could there be such a beautiful woman in Zhao Ming's room, posing so provocatively?
It was simply an eye sore!
Could it be? Xiao Wu suddenly recalled so small cards posted on walls and trees throughout Nuoding City.
"No way!"
Xiao Wu rushed forward and pushed A Yin away, shouting loudly.
A Yin was stunned; she hadn't expected soone to suddenly appear and also let out a scream.
Zhao Ming was equally taken aback, his hand frozen in mid-air, unsure of what to do.
After pushing A Yin away, Xiao Wu hurriedly stepped in front of Zhao Ming, spreading her arms to protect him.
"Unhealthy! This is not allowed; you'll get sick!" Xiao Wu shook her head seriously.
"Xiao Wu, let explain, I—" Zhao Ming quickly tried to clarify.
Before he could finish, Xiao Wu covered his mouth and murmured, "I know! But she can't! It's unhealthy!"
"What? What's unhealthy?" Zhao Ming was confused.
"Look, you've started bleeding from your nose; it must be her fault. You don't know, but those kinds of people are unclean and have diseases," Xiao Wu said, lowering her head.
"What nosebleed? This is just mucus," Zhao Ming wiped away the red liquid trickling from his nose.
"Hmph, do you think I'm an idiot? That's clearly a nosebleed," Xiao Wu retorted, her tone irritated.
"Wait, first let explain. This is my personal maid nad Zhi'er. She has served since childhood and is not what you might think. Just think about it; how could such a beautiful girl possibly be what you imagine?" Zhao Ming pointed to A Yin.
At that mont, A Yin stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Zhao Ming's, and called out to him, "Young Master!"
"Zhi'er, this is my girlfriend, Xiao Wu," Zhao Ming introduced Xiao Wu to A Yin.
Hearing Zhao Ming's words, Xiao Wu finally regained her composure, realizing she had misunderstood.
She knew about Zhao Ming's family background. Over the past few days, they had spent no less than a few hundred gold soul coins, and Zhao Ming hadn't even blinked, indicating that his family was extraordinary.
Moreover, given Zhao Ming's exceptional martial spirit talent, the place that nurtured him must be remarkable.
This woman before her was extraordinarily beautiful, and her strength seed formidable.
Such a person could only be a maid?
In Xiao Wu's eyes, even if Zhao Ming's family was powerful enough to raise him, there couldn't be many won like her. She must be a betrothed maid prepared by Zhao Ming's mysterious family!
Though Zhao Ming, with his innocent thoughts, was unaware of this, Xiao Wu, with her ten thousand years of experience, was convinced it had to be the case!
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