Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Reminded of his “bad deeds,” she cursed him inwardly again.
“Aren’t you in a hurry? Go!” She pushed him inside and escaped from his evil clutches.
The door to the washroom closed.
Mu Xiaoxiao then crept into the living room to find the dicine box.
Perhaps it was because she still had so of her mory or because she was lucky, she managed to find the dicine box. Searching around, she just happened to find an anti-inflammatory cream.
This will work, right?
Screw it.
I’ll just apply it!
She ran into the bedroom, wanting to use the cream while he was not around to quickly apply it for her.
Sitting on the sofa, she then realized that it wasn’t very convenient to apply the dicine while wearing pajamas. She had to take them off before she could apply the dicine, but she didn’t have ti to change.
She had no choice but to squeeze the cream onto her hand, reach into her pajama pants, and feel her way while applying it.
Yin Shaojie entered the room, seeing her, his eyes couldn’t help but narrow.
“What are you doing?
Mu Xiaoxiao was startled from the sound of his voice. She looked up, saw him, and panicked. “W-why are you so fast?”
“What are you doing so sneakily behind my back?” Yin Shaojie strode toward her with his long legs, staring at her suspiciously.
“N-nothing!” She was in such a panic that she only rembered to take her hand out at that mont.
Goodness gracious!
Did he catch her with her hands in her pants?
He didn’t know she was applying dicine. Would he think that she was…
Mu Xiaoxiao flushed red. She just wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
“Don’t get the wrong idea! I’m not doing anything!”
She was totally the guilty person conspicuously protesting her innocence.
Yin Shaojie was of course not dumb. He glanced at the dicine cream on the coffee table and realized what she was doing.
“Let see,” he said as he walked up to her.
“Ah?” Mu Xiaoxiao shrank back and instinctively wanted to escape.
But the escaping kitten was grabbed by the big bad wolf and brought into his arms.
“Be good. Let see it,” he coaxed her.
Embarrassed, Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head. “No, I’m really fine…”
Yin Shaojie’s eyes narrowed. His voice grew deep and nacing. “It seems like you want to use force?”
“You, you dare!” Mu Xiaoxiao puffed up her cheeks, retorting him in the sa threatening manner.
Yin Shaojie laughed mischievously, “I certainly do…”
His hands attacked the unguarded sides of her waist, tickling her.
Mu Xiaoxiao turned to jelly and was pinned down onto the sofa.
“Haha, stop it… It tickles! Knock it off! Ah, it hurts!”
She couldn’t stand the tickling, and her legs shook. The chafing was affecting the swollen, red area again.
Seeing her frowning from the pain, Yin Shaojie couldn’t help but worry. “Is it very bad?”
He stopped teasing her, quickly held her down, and slowly pulled down her pajama pants with one hand.
Seeing that she couldn’t hide any longer, she hit her head in a huff. “It’s all your fault!”
Yin Shaojie looked down and was stunned. He didn’t expect it would turn out like this. There was a big patch of red between her legs. The contrast against her white skin made it quite shocking.
“Is it bad?” he asked worriedly, feeling very guilty. The playful expression vanished from his elegant face.
He felt so bad for her, bending down to kiss her in that spot.
“Stop…” Mu Xiaoxiao blushed.
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