Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

The next day at noon.

Nan Xiyue gradually woke up. The hangover made her head hurt a little, and her whole body was sore and weak that she had no strength. In particular, a certain place hurt so much that she gasped.

"Hiss..."

She slowly opened her eyes...

What came into view was Shi Qingjue's chest muscles. They were not the kind of thick and exaggerated muscles, but just the right tightness and lines. He looked lean but very manly.

And on that fair skin, there were obvious scratches and some bite marks, which were obviously her work last night.

"What a sin." Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth.

She suddenly recalled what Shi Qinglan said...

"If something really happened between you, you should feel it yourself, such as... does it hurt?"

Nan Xiyue's head suddenly buzzed, and only now did she understand where the pain was referring to, and she couldn't help but start to doubt-did they really not have anything that night?

But even if it didn't happen before, it happened now.

Nan Xiyue was too lazy to think so much. She sat up while rubbing her aching waist, wrapped herself in the quilt to cover her body, and bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground. They were intact and not torn.

She tiptoed down with the clothes in her arms and slipped off the bed...

She wanted to change her clothes and leave here before Shi Qingjue woke up, but she didn't expect to hear a low and cold voice behind her, "Where are you going?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She immediately grabbed the quilt with her backhand and pulled it over to cover her body tightly. Shi Qingjue also felt his body light up, and the covering on his body was taken away directly by the woman.

Nan Xiyue covered herself and turned around, "I...ah!"

She immediately covered her eyes and turned her back to him, her cheeks flushed, "You, you...you are a hooligan!"

Shi Qingjue picked up his clothes with a gloomy face.

He dressed quickly and said coldly, "Miss Nan, you pulled the quilt away. I haven't accused you of being a hooligan yet."

"I..." Nan Xiyue was speechless for a moment.

She bit her lip lightly. Looking from behind, she could vaguely see the tip of her ear was red like a drop of blood. She was not the domineering queen who had to sleep with him last night.

Nan Xiyue stuttered, "Are you...are you dressed?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue responded coldly. He had put on his pants and a white shirt, but the buttons were not fastened.

Nan Xiyue turned around and looked at him tentatively.

Then she saw the man's perfect abdominal muscles. He slightly raised his chin, and his bony fingers fiddled with the shirt buttons, which soon covered up the scenery.

"Last night we..."

"Last night we..."

The two people spoke in unison and stopped at the same time.

The blush on Nan Xiyue's ear tip had not yet faded, and she lowered her eyes in annoyance, "Last night was just an accident! Besides... it was my request, I won't let you be responsible."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman with a complicated expression.

He walked steadily to Nan Xiyue, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and lifted her face - charming and delicate, bewitching like a fairy, beautiful.

"I, Shi Qingjue, never take advantage of others, and never do things irresponsibly." Shi Qingjue lowered his eyes and looked at the woman.

His black eyes were very dark, and there was a bit of coldness in the depth, "So I will be responsible for you."

"Ah?" Nan Xiyue looked up at the man in surprise.

This is different from the image of a scumbag in her mind. She refused to admit that she slept with him before, and even pestered her to clarify for him. Why did he say he was responsible so straightforwardly today?

Shi Qingjue seemed to have guessed what Nan Xiyue was thinking.

He glanced at her calmly, "That night, you vomited all over us, so I tore off your clothes, so my suit also appeared in the sink."

Nan Xiyue heard his explanation this way for the first time.

However, she had always thought that this stinky scumbag didn't want to be responsible for her and made excuses for himself, but now she thinks... it's possible that it's just like that.

"I know." Nan Xiyue responded uncomfortably.

She curled her red lips gently, "But I don't want to fall in love or get married, so you don't need to be responsible for me."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman in front of him with a deep look in his eyes.

His expression looked very indifferent, "You don't want to be yours, and I want to be responsible for it. There is no conflict."

"Besides, I have mysophobia." He looked at her indifferently, "I don't plan to sleep with two different women in this life."

So, since he has slept with Nan Xiyue, she is the one for the rest of his life. Although he is not very interested in her, he doesn't have the leisure to touch other things.

"Are you sick..." Nan Xiyue muttered softly.

She looked at the man with a complicated expression, "The Qing Dynasty has been gone for many years, and there are still men with such conservative ideas?"

Nan Xiyue wrapped herself in a quilt and walked towards the bathroom with clothes in her arms, "I don't care whether you want to be responsible for me or not, can you help me get a new set of clothes first, and... underwear."

She couldn't stand wearing yesterday's clothes again today.

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue bent down and picked up his mobile phone, then called his assistant and asked him to send two sets of clothes.

When reporting Nan Xiyue's underwear size, it was very accurate...

Nan Xiyue blushed again in an instant, and ran into the bathroom with a bit of embarrassment, and white mist soon came out from the crack of the door.

……

Shi Qinglan had not received any news from the Imperial Palace.

She was worried that something might happen to Nan Xiyue, so she asked Bo Yucheng to arrange someone to help keep an eye on her. Although it was a good thing that there was no news, she always felt a little uneasy in her heart...

She sent several text messages to Nan Xiyue, but she didn't reply.

Shi Qinglan was a little anxious, so after class at noon, she immediately called Nan Xiyue repeatedly.

Fortunately, this time the call was finally answered.

Shi Qinglan's eyes lit up, "Xixi you..."

"She's taking a shower." A cold male voice came, choking Shi Qinglan's unfinished words.

She quickly recognized the voice, "Brother?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue responded, "What do you want to talk to her about? Should I help you convey it or let her get back to you later?"

"No..." Shi Qinglan couldn't help but be a little confused.

There was a bit of confusion in her eyes, "Brother, it's already this late, why are you still with Xixi? And... you know she's taking a shower..."

Shi Qingjue pursed his lips tightly and didn't know how to explain.

But at this moment, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Nan Xiyue walked in barefoot in a bathrobe. Seeing Shi Qingjue talking to Shi Qinglan on the phone, she rushed over directly...

Shi Qingjue was full of fragrance, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of the woman's shower gel, but Nan Xiyue snatched his phone and said excitedly, "My Lanlan baby——"