Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Noon the next day.

Nan Xiyue gradually woke up. The hangover made her head hurt, and her whole body was so sore that she had no strength, especially in one place, which was so painful that she took a breath.

"hiss……"

She slowly opened her eyes...

What caught the eye was Shi Qingjue's chest muscles. They were not the kind of thick and exaggerated muscles, but just the right amount of firmness and lines. They looked lean but very masculine.

On the fair skin, several scratches were obvious, and there were also some bite marks, which were obviously her handiwork last night.

"Sin." Nan Xiyue lowered her eyes and gritted her teeth.

She suddenly recalled what Shi Qinglan had said...

"If something really happened to 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 wonder - could it be that nothing really happened to them that night?

But even if it didn’t exist before, it exists now.

Nan Xiyue was too lazy to think so much. She rubbed her sore waist and sat up. She wrapped herself in a quilt to cover her body. She bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground. They were intact and not torn.

She quietly slipped out of bed holding her clothes...

I wanted to quickly change my clothes and leave here before Qing Jue woke up, but I didn't expect to hear a deep and cold voice coming from behind me, "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, but Shi Qingjue also felt her body light up, and the covering on her body was taken away by the woman.

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

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

Shi Qingjue picked up his clothes with a gloomy expression.

He quickly put it on and said coldly, "Miss Nan, it was you who pulled the quilt away. I haven't accused you of being a hooligan."

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

She bit her lower lip gently, and looking from behind her, she could vaguely see the tips of her ears glowing red like drops of blood. She looked like the domineering sister who insisted on sleeping with him last night.

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

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue responded coldly. He had already put on his pants and his white shirt was draped over him, but he had not yet fastened the buttons.

Nan Xiyue turned around and looked at him tentatively.

Seeing the man's perfect abdominal muscles, he raised his chin slightly and fiddled with the buttons of his shirt with his sharp-jointed fingers, quickly covering up the scenery.

"Last night we..."

"Last night we..."

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

The crimson color on the tips of Nan Xiyue's ears had not yet faded. She lowered her eyes with some annoyance, "Last night was just an accident! Besides... I asked for it, and I won't let you be responsible."

Shi Qingjue looked at the woman with a somewhat complicated expression.

He walked steadily and strode to Nan Xiyue, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and lifted her face - charming and delicate, as charming as a fairy, and beautiful.

"I, Shi Qingjue, never take advantage of others' danger, and I never act irresponsibly." Shi Qingjue looked down at the woman.

His ink eyes were very dark, and there was a bit of coldness in the depth that told him not to approach strangers, "So I will be responsible for you."

"Ah?" Nan Xiyue raised her eyes and looked at the man in surprise.

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

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

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

This was not the first time Nan Xiyue heard his explanation.

However, before, she always thought that this scumbag was just making excuses for herself because he didn't want to be responsible for her, but now she thinks... it's possible, it's really just like this.

"I know." Nan Xiyue responded uncomfortably.

She gently curled her red lips, "However, 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 deep eyes.

His expression looked very indifferent, "If you don't want it, it's yours. I have to take responsibility for it. It's my business. No conflict."

"Besides, I have mysophobia." He looked at her quietly, "I have no intention of sleeping with two different women in my life."

Therefore, since he has slept with Nan Xiyue, he will be her for the rest of his life. Although he is not very interested in her, he does not have the leisure to explore anything else.

"You must be sick..." Nan Xiyue muttered softly.

She looked at the man with a complicated expression, "The Qing Dynasty has been dead for many years, but there is still a man with such conservative ideas?"

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

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

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

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

Nan Xiyue instantly blushed again, and ran into the bathroom with some shame. White mist soon came out from the crack in the door.

…

Shi Qinglan never received any news from Chen Palace in the imperial capital.

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

I 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 somewhat answered.

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

"She's taking a shower." A cold male voice came, causing Shi Qinglan to choke on her unfinished words.

She quickly recognized the voice, "Brother?"

"Yeah." Shi Qingjue responded, "What do you want from her? Should I convey it to you 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 point, why are you still with Xixi? And you also... know that she is taking a shower..."

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

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

Shi Qingjue's arms were full of fragrance, and the fragrance of the woman's shower gel lingered in her breath, but Nan Xiyue snatched his mobile phone and said excitedly, "My baby Lanlan——"