1625: Eating Vinegar (3)

Eating Vinegar (3)

The belt around Shen Yanxiao's waist was easily pulled open and the skirt that had lost its bindings fell down layer by layer like blossoming petals.0

A slight chill brushed past Shen Yanxiao's exposed legs and her jade-like skin slightly trembled from the sudden chill.

"…" Shen Yanxiao was stunned. She seemed to have understood what Xiu meant.

"I was just showing them my skills…" Shen Yanxiao blushed. She felt ashamed, just like a wife who had been caught climbing a wall by her husband.

"Hmm?" Xiu lowered his head and pressed his sharp face against Shen Yanxiao's neck, yearning for her scent.

Shen Yanxiao trembled and shrunk her shoulders in embarrassment. Fortunately, her coat was long enough to cover her legs for the time being. Even so, the hand that had snuck under her coat seemed to have lifted her clothes as it touched her back with a slight chill.

Shen Yanxiao wanted to cry out that she was honestly obedient.

If it were in the past, she would have stripped Qin Ge and the others clean without leaving any underwear.

And a belt…

She could swear to the heavens that after she stole the belt, she did not linger for a second and would immediately turn around. She did not see anything that she should not have seen, not a single thing!

"I didn't see anything…" Shen Yanxiao tried hard to defend her innocence, but the chill on her back gradually increased.

It was clearly an ice-cold fingertip, but it left a trace of warmth where it brushed past. Every inch of skin that Xiu had touched had become abnormally hot.

Xiu did not seem to be satisfied with her answer. His lips gently pressed on her neck and his ice-cold tongue lightly touched the sensitive skin on her neck.

"There won't be a next time." Xiu lowered his voice.

Shen Yanxiao nodded foolishly. Xiu released his grip on her and she immediately crouched down. She hugged her skirt that fell to the ground and pulled on her coat to cover her fair legs.

She crouched on the ground like a frightened rabbit.

Shen Yanxiao's mind was blank. Everything that happened earlier on had caused her brain to be unable to react in time. She looked at the ground in front of her and tried her best to calm her breath.

All of a sudden, she was lifted up horizontally. Almost instinctively, she covered her mouth with her hands. She subconsciously opened her mouth and said in a muffled voice, "I won't do it again…"

If she had known that revealing her skills would incur the displeasure of Great Master Xiu, she would have used other methods.

"En," Xiu softly answered. His voice was filled with hoarseness, as if he was trying hard to suppress something that was about to break free.

Gently placing Shen Yanxiao on the bed, Xiu turned around and left the room, leaving Shen Yanxiao alone to tidy up her clothes.

Sitting on the bed, Shen Yanxiao grabbed the quilt. Her flushed face was filled with conflict and her watery eyes looked sluggish.

Xiu's sudden actions had caught her off guard. This was the first time she realized that Xiu's strength did not lie in his strength. Instead, it lay in his irresistible charm. He usually kept a low profile, but once he revealed it, it was irreversible.

Blinking her eyes, Shen Yanxiao suddenly had a strange thought.

Why did she feel that…

Lord Xiu's actions were very… very… very similar…

To jealousy?!

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