Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
âLuo, I donât think thatâs appropriate. We just told each other about our feelings, so I think now we should stick together.â Nian Junting didnât lower his voice at all. Sister Lan, who was passing by gave him a glance, then covered her mouth and chuckled.
âWho would want to share a room with you?â The blushing Luosang slamed the door.
Nian Junting rubbed his nose, then turned, and said to Sister Lan in a low voice. âGive me the key.â
âI donât think so.â Sister Lan wasnât sure if she should do what he said.
âWhat are you thinking? You think Iâll come in?â Nian Junting looked at her with dislike. âSister Lan. Youâre old, but you have a dirty mind.â
Young Master, do you have any sense of shame at all? Alright, I have dirty mind. Stay away from that room tonight if you can.
The grumpy Sister Lan found the key and gave it to him.
Flipping the key, Nian Junting went upstairs.
The next day, Luosang woke up to find that she was lying right next to a warm body. What made her even angrier was that Nian Junting had even taken off his top. He was only wearing a pajama pants, and his arm was wrapped tightly around her waist.
Because of her former experience, Luosang wasnât shocked this time.
She was just surprised because she wasnât in the guest room downstairs. Instead, she was sleeping in Nian Juntingâs bedroom.
She really couldnât stand this. She elbowed Nian Juntingâs chest hard, sat up, and angrily gave him a kick. However, once her feet touched his body, he grabbed it.
âLet go of me, you sneaky man. Donât tell me that this time I sneaked into your room and climbed into your bed!â The angry Luosang puffed her cheeks.
Nian Junting sat up with sleepy eyes. His bare upper body was muscular, and his perfect abdominal muscles were radiating male hormones.
Seeing this charming scene, Lusoang felt a little thirsty.
She didnât know what happened to her recently. She was familiar with his body because last year, she cleaned it every single day. But recently, every time she saw his body, she would blush and feel shy.
Her shyness didnât last long, because she heard a few words that made her so angry escape the manâs sexy, thin lips.
âYou just said the truth,â he said.
Nian Junting picked up the pajamas by the bed and slowly put it on. While buttoning it up, he raised his eyelids and his butterfly wing-like eyelashes and said, âDonât blame me this time. You locked your door from the inside last night, so what could I possibly do?â
Luosangâs face darkened. âThis is your villa. You have the key,â she said.
âI donât know. I havenât seen the key after furnishing.â He said carelessly, âIf you donât want to admit that you came into my bed, you can say that you were sleepwalking.â
Sleepwalking my ass!.
She rubbed her forehead. She constantly felt dizzy these days, and the bed was very comfortable, so she slept strangely well.
Whatever, Iâm going back to school today.
Angrily, she went downstairs.
Sister Lan was cleaning the floor. Seeing Luosang and Nian Junting coming downstairs together, she staggered and said, âYoung Master, Sangsang, you...â
Luosang stomped her foot against the floor and said, âSister Lan, does he have the key to my room? Why was I upstairs this morning?â
âI said she was sleepwalking, but she didnât believe me,â Nian Junting added.
Seeing the proud and bland face of her Young Master, Sister Lan repeated the word âshamelessâ in her head about ten-thousand times.
How on earth did you become so shameless? And yet, you said that I have dirty mind.