Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 19: Change into a shirt

 He gave a low laugh.

The ambiguous laughter made her glare at him coldly, and she covered her chest tighter with her hands.

 “Don’t be so guarded, little beauty,” he sat casually by the fire, no longer looking at her, only concentrating on baking his shirt that was soaked by the rain. The shirt was made of silk, and it dried quickly under his skillful baking. He threw the shirt to her casually, "Take it and change out of all the wet clothes on your body."

Xia Ling didn’t expect him to be so kind, and was a little stunned for a moment.

"Why are you dazed," he said with a half-smile, "or do you like to be half-hearted in front of me like this?"

"Shameless, your whole family is..." She originally wanted to scold him and his whole family for being half-hearted, but suddenly she saw his well-proportioned muscular upper body illuminated by the firelight. She couldn't help but blush, grabbed his shirt and walked away.

 His cheerful laughter came from behind.

Xia Ling was sulking while changing clothes with her back to him. She quickly took off her hook-up coat. However, when her fingers touched the dress underneath, she hesitated and did not untie it.

“The inner one can be taken off at the same time,” he said lazily. “I am taller than you, and the shirt is long enough, so you don’t have to worry about your view being exposed.”

 He was right, this silk shirt reached just to the middle of her thighs, so there was no need to worry about exposure. However, in her previous life, she had been imprisoned by Pei Ziheng for a full year. During that year, she had hardly worn a complete and decent piece of clothing, so that now she was extremely afraid and repelled by incomplete clothing.

 This is especially true in front of men.

Xia Ling suppressed the dryness in her voice: "No need, this is fine."

Li Lei glanced at her thoughtfully. He is the direct grandson of the Li family. He grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. Over the past twenty years, countless women have tried to curry favor with him and crawl into his bed. They have tried all kinds of means. However, there has never been anyone like her. In this way, even though her whole body was soaked by the heavy rain, and the opportunity to seduce him was right in front of her, she wrapped herself up tightly, fearing that he would take advantage of her. …It’s really fun.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised in an imperceptible arc, and he stopped trying to persuade her.

Xia Ling only felt throbbing pain from the wound on her shoulder. Half of her arm was so weak that she could hardly lift it. She put on his dry shirt with difficulty, buttoned every button, then dragged her wet dress back to the fire.

 The warm firelight danced, setting off his handsome face.

 She said to him politely: "Thank you."

 He looked at her sideways for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and said, "Come here."

 She was confused: "What?"

“Come here.” There was a smile in his tone, but there was also an irresistible coercion in his tone. It was the coldness and dominance of someone who has been in power for a long time.

Xia Ling thought for a while and didn't want to conflict with him, so she walked up to him with some doubts.

 He said: "Sit down."

  She sat down, and before she could realize what was going on, she was already pulled into his arms.

"What are you doing?!" She couldn't help but turned pale and instinctively stretched out her hand to push him. This man...how could this man be so rogue? He had one hand around her waist and the other hand was unbuttoning her shirt! "Be good, don't move." He said in a casual tone, easily suppressing all her struggles and holding her hands behind her back. The arm around her waist clasped both of her wrists at the same time, and the iron-like force came from her, preventing her from moving at all.

“Li Lei, let me go!” Xia Ling was extremely angry and raised her head to glare at him.

He lowered his head and looked at her, his green eyes as deep as a bottomless pool of water, unpredictable and difficult to fathom. From his pupils, she could only see her pale and helpless self... Unknowingly, she became quiet.

He smiled slowly and spoke softly: "Don't look like you're about to be raped. I just want to help you button it up again. You just buttoned it crookedly." He said, looking down slowly from her face. He scanned it slowly and paused for a few seconds at the place where her clothes were unbuttoned on her chest. "I admit, you have a good figure and your appearance suits my taste..."

Xia Ling's body became stiff in an instant.

He felt it immediately and patted her back comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not interested in forcing people. It's just that you are so afraid of me, which really makes me sad."

While he was talking, he was rebuttoning her shirt. Time passed so long, Xia Ling prayed to God to let him finish the job quickly and let her go, but the more anxious he was, the slower his movements became. She couldn't help but secretly hate that she could button the button crookedly no matter how hard she buttoned it. Taking advantage of the opportunity? I also regretted why I took his shirt and wore it. It was neither a relative nor a friend. How could he, a big boss, be so kind?

As if ten thousand years had passed, he finally buttoned the last button around my neck, and touched her small chin with his slightly rough thumb and index finger: "Okay." His voice was as low as a whisper, and his breath was like a feather. Brushed her cheek.

  She only felt her body relax, and he had let her go.

She hurriedly left his arms, subconsciously retreated to a safe distance, and let out a long breath. There were drops of water falling into my eyes, and when I touched my forehead, I was covered in cold sweat.

 He was still sitting casually by the fire, leaning his chin on one hand and looking at her: "I told you, you don't have to be afraid of this."

Xia Ling also knew that she was overreacting, but no one would understand what she had encountered in Pei Ziheng's villa. To this day, it has become her instinct to resist the touch of others. She lowered her head to hide the strange color in her eyes.

But he felt happy when he heard Li Lei's tone: "Hey, Ermao."

  No way, it’s coming too?

Xia Ling looked over subconsciously and saw a muscular leopard standing quietly not far away, with beautiful rose markings all over its body, and a pair of amber eyes looking at them quietly. It must have been found in a heavy rain, and the fur all over its body was soaked through. Countless water droplets flowed down its strong and elegant body, forming a small puddle on the ground.

Xia Ling felt that all the hairs on her body were standing on end. Facing a ferocious beast at close range was definitely not a pleasant experience.

Li Lei's smile grew brighter and he opened his arms towards the leopard: "Er Mao, come here."

Huabao tilted his head slightly and stared at Li Lei for a moment, as if he was checking whether there were any new injuries on his master's body. Then he narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, took a few steps back, took a running start, and rushed towards Li Lei.

"Ouch." Li Lei was thrown to the ground by the beast, but he still smiled in his voice, "Er Mao, you are so dirty, I was just dried and wet... Don't rub, I told you not to rub..." He and The leopard rolled around on the ground a few times. The leopard buried its head in his arms and rubbed it around. He rubbed its fur with his hands and had a great time.

Xia Ling stared at them dumbfounded, that leopard...then, is it really a leopard? ! No matter how you look at it, you think it is a large pet dog? Just barely wagging his tail at his master...

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 (End of this chapter)