Half-asleep and half-awake, she seed to glimpse sothing she shouldn't have seen—a woman in a white uniform pressed against the wall, her figure swaying, expression torn between pain and pleasure.
Hmm? The uniform she's wearing... looks familiar.
And the man behind her... looks a bit like Mr. Shen.
Is this a dream?
Qi Xi wasn't sure. The overpowering scent of alcohol flooded her senses, her mind tangled like a ball of string. She raised her hand with effort to rub her temples. "My head feels dizzy."
The sudden voice startled Dong Ya. She turned her head, albeit with difficulty, and indeed saw Qi Xi in a groggy state. Her voice trembled, "Qi Xi, you're awake... awake..."
"Awake is awake. Why panic?"
Shen Yuan pressed her head back down, speaking coldly, "Have you forgotten your place?"
"I'm sorry..."
Half a minute later, "Ah!"
Dong Ya collapsed like a deflated balloon, slumping weakly to the ground. Humiliated, she dared not et Qi Xi's eyes. She could only face the wall. Once her breath evened out slightly, she lifted a powerless hand to fasten the buttons over her chest, hiding the exposed pale skin back beneath her clothes.
Her arms had gone weak from leaning against the wall for too long, combined with her body feeling soft and listless—there was hardly any strength left in her hands.
But after buttoning up, she noticed an empty void at her chest... Turns out her bra had been torn apart by Shen Yuan and thrown to the ground.
Fortunately, the nurse outfit remained intact—after all, it had cost over 600 for custom tailoring. Dong Ya felt a little reluctant to part with it.
"Dong Ya, is that you?"
Qi Xi asked groggily.
"What should we do?" Dong Ya looked up at Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan chuckled sarcastically. "What do you think we should do? Have you forgotten what you said when you ca here?"
Dong Ya suddenly understood. She steadied herself against the wall and got up, walking with unsteady steps to Qi Xi's bedside. In a soft voice, she said, "You're awake, my cute little nun."
"Ah, nun?"
Qi Xi was even more befuddled now, unable to differentiate between dream and reality—especially since Dong Ya was dressed in a nurse's uniform, with a few ssy strands of hair protruding from beneath her nurse's cap and her cheeks flushed red.
"Yes, don't you rember? We're at the priest's house now."
Dong Ya slipped into character with ease, aided by her training.
"Priest?"
Qi Xi furrowed her delicate brows, her vision blurry, her consciousness further muddled.
"That's right. We're here to help the priest with his treatnt."
Dong Ya helped her sit up and pulled back the blanket, saying, "Look at you—on such an important day, why aren't you wearing your nun's habit?"
"Yeah... Why am I not wearing my nun's habit?"
Inexplicably compelled, Qi Xi glanced at her own outfit—a plain undershirt and ordinary jeans.
"But it's alright. I've already prepared it for you."
Dong Ya leaned close to her ear, speaking in a low, peculiar tone, "Wait for . I'll go grab it for you now."
"Ah, alright... Thank you..."
After Dong Ya left the room, Qi Xi tried to focus her vision, but no matter how she tried, she couldn't make out the face clearly.
However, the body, stripped bare of any clothing, was distinctly visible. Broad shoulders, a thick back, forming an inverted triangle from top to bottom. The contours of his chest and abdon were so sharply defined they seed chiseled, reflecting a warm amber glow under the light.
It was perfection she had never seen before.
Qi Xi began to suspect it was a dream. After all, she had never seen such a perfect male physique in reality—let alone soone standing... completely naked.
"Are you... the priest?"
Shen Yuan knew she was drunk, her mind already incapable of distinguishing dream from reality. The alcohol blurred her vision further—just one of the consequences of drinking too much for the first ti.
Shen Yuan didn't speak. He simply stood in front of her, looking down with a mixture of sympathy and amusent.
Qi Xi had to look up at him. Seeing that expression of pity in his eyes, she beca even more convinced that the "priest" radiated divine brilliance.
"Priest..."
Qi Xi lifted her right hand, solemnly tracing her forehead, then down to her chest, followed by her left shoulder and then her right—drawing a cross. She then raised her delicate face, her gaze full of wistfulness. "I've been troubled lately, and I want to confess to you."
Shen Yuan still didn't speak. This girl seed to have already established an idealized image of him, so much so that revealing his voice now would ruin the illusion.
"I think I may have developed feelings I shouldn't have for soone. I don't know how to deal with it..."
"Priest, can you help ?"
"He's kind, outstanding, and gentle. But such an exceptional man... I feel I'm not worthy of him. Plus, he has many companions around him. Perhaps even my good friend Ya Ya is one of them."
Be more confident. It's not "perhaps."
"I think about him while working, while eating, even when sleeping. I want to ssage him, but I'm afraid of disturbing him. And I can't be sure about his feelings... After all, I'm just an ordinary nurse."
At this point, Qi Xi paused, lifting her inquisitive and eager eyes. "Priest, do you think I should leave him?"
Stay. Stay and join Dong Ya as sisters.
Seeing no response from him, Qi Xi lowered her eyes in disappointnt. "I understand. Priest, you disapprove as well. I know my soul isn't pure enough. Priest, I confess to you. An..."
"I shouldn't have such thoughts. I shouldn't have improper desires. I shouldn't let my relationship with Ya Ya beco discordant. I shouldn't..."
Shen Yuan couldn't help feeling amused. He wondered if there might be another possibility—that Dong Ya would actually love it if Qi Xi beca tied to her forever.
Just then, Dong Ya walked back in holding the outfit. She gently sat down beside Qi Xi and said, "Here's your nun's habit. Let help you put it on."
"I'll do it myself."
"Doing it alone might be a bit difficult."
Dong Ya blinked innocently before glancing at the nun's habit, unable to resist licking her lips. Even she wanted to wear it—because... it was incredibly seductive.
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