Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Ye Qing Luo laughed as she reached out to stroke Liu Xiao Yu's head.
“You don't have to put your mind on her for the time being, just focus on your training and study well. Tomorrow is the practical training for the high-level cla.s.s, and it will be the turn for your intermediate cla.s.s in two weeks' time. By then, you will strive to achieve good results.”
The two of them continue the conversation for a while more before Ye Qing Luo returned to her room to prepare for getting a good rest and recharged herself.
Yun Duan had only punished Liu Xue Yue and she was totally let off the hook.
She could partic.i.p.ate in the actual training tomorrow.
Stretching herself as she walked into the room, Ye Qing Luo froze the moment she smelled the familiar sandalwood scent lingered in the air.
She immediately shut the door.
The clothes that she had changed out was once again washed hung on the wooden rack.
On her bed laid a tall figure dressed in a purple robe.
Sleeping beauty.
Those were the words that came to Ye Qing Luo's mind, bringing a sweet smile on her face.
Di Mo Xuan's eyes were closed as if he was in a deep sleep, he didn't even realise when Ye Qing Luo was near.
His thick eyelashes projected a beautiful arc shadow on the fine features of the sleeping face, making it extremely soft that one could not help but want to be close.
In fact, Ye Qing Luo followed her heart and did it.
She quietly squatted on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping face of Di Mo Xuan and used her slender fingers to depict his outlines in the air.
An eye candy like him looked extremely charming at any time.
Just like the Di Mo Xuan now, he was just sleeping.
But he had the charms to make her heart fluttered and get close.
Was he too tired?
After was.h.i.+ng her clothes, he fell flat onto the bed and slept.
Ye Qing Luo's fingers touched his face lightly.
Brus.h.i.+ng across the creases between the eyebrows, crossed his tall nose, and finally stopped on the thin lips.
Like being casted a spell, Ye Qing Luo's body gradually went on top of his, placing her lips over Di Mo Xuan's lips.
The man's elegant sandalwood's scent enveloped her instantly.
“Little Luo-er is actually sneak attacking.” A low laugh overflowed from their lips.
Before Ye Qing Luo could get herself off, Di Mo Xuan's long arm had already looped over her waist and with little effort, she had fallen into his arms.
“Didn't know you are this type of little Luo-er.” Di Mo Xuan's narrow eyes squinted into an arc and with a flip of the body, it was his turn to be on top of her.
His long silky hair sprinkled softly on Ye Qing Luo's face.
Ye Qing Luo felt her cheeks reddening to be caught in the act.
She struggled to avoid his hand, unwilling to look at his face.
Her flat abdomen fitted with a broad palm, making Di Mo Xuan's body inched closer to Ye Qing Luo.
“You dare to do it yet don't dare to admit it?” Di Mo Xuan caught hold of her struggling hand, his hot breath was scorching by her ear.
“You did it on purpose!”
How could it be such a coincidence for him to wake up just when she stole a kiss from him?
Di Mo Xuan gave a low laugh, that laugh was enchanted with a magic spell.
Like a feather, it began to tickle Ye Qing Luo's heart bit by bit.
“Fine! I did steal a kiss from you, I admit!” Ye Qing Luo could not take it any longer as she held the man's hand. “Now let me go!”
This man was simply too tempting.
His attractive face happened to be the type that she liked.
That charming voice would always make her state of mind ripple into uncontrollable waves.
If it continued further, it would be a matter of time before she falls into his beauty trap and consented to his doings!
“Little Luo'er is shy?” Di Mo Xuan cuddled the pet.i.te lady in his arms, the palm could feel her thunderous heartbeat, he couldn't resist but smile.
