Chapter 82

Bao Jing moved ahead of Yi Yang, scooping Ye Xi'an out of the bathtub, quickly wrapping her naked body in a dry robe, and headed toward the bathroom door.

Yi Yang wore a blackened face, his tall frame squatting on the ground, looking with a hint of resentment at Bao Jing carrying Ye Xi'an away, his lips pouted high, the sorrow in his eyes nearly spilling out.

He felt Bao Jing was bullying him for his low ability, thinking he didn't dare to compete for affection; if it were Brother Ji, would he still dare to do that?

"Hmph!"

Yi Yang angrily slapped the water to vent his dissatisfaction, but unexpectedly, Bao Jing, who was holding Ye Xi'an, suddenly turned his head, his eagle eyes fixed on Yi Yang: "Anything?"

Yi Yang's eyes widened, round as saucers, and he hastily waved his hands: "Nothing, nothing! I was just about to take a bath."

Saying that, he hurried forward to close the bathroom door, patting his chest to calm himself, scared out of his wits.

No way, he's a male—how can he be so timid?

Hmph, once he gets stronger, there'll be plenty of good looks from Bao Jing!

Bao Jing placed Ye Xi'an's legs on the bed, then sat down beside her, and Ye Xi'an promptly fell asleep on his lap.

Damp, dripping hair hung in the air, pooling water on the floor; Bao Jing took a towel and gently dried Ye Xi'an's hair, then lifted his hand to stroke her head.

A wind ability blew from his palm, a gentle, slightly warm breeze sweeping over Ye Xi'an's strands; soon the damp hair fluffed up into a purple haze, like blooming wisteria, draping over Bao Jing's leg.

Ji Jiangci handed over a disposable comb: "Comb your wife's hair."

Bao Jing took it, patiently smoothing Ye Xi'an's wind-tousled, slightly frizzy hair; it's a shame there's no hair oil—if there were, An'an's hair would be as smooth as silk.

"Bao Jing, I'm done washing! You go in!" Yi Yang said, water dripping from his head, stark naked as he walked out.

The object between his legs, uncovered, automatically emitted holy light; although everyone had been naked in the bathroom just now, being nude here in the room would be strange.

"What kind of getup is that?!" Ji Jiangci frowned, throwing a robe at him: "Put it on quick—if someone suddenly opens the door and sees you like this, you're done for."

Yi Yang didn't care: "Who could just bumble in?"

"Ji Jiangci!" The hotel door suddenly knocked, and Lin Zhi Jing's voice came from outside.

Yi Yang resembled a startled hedgehog, his hairs all standing on end; without thinking, he dove into Ye Xi'an's blanket, grabbed her slender waist, and self-deceptively buried his face in her chest.

This series of actions left Bao Jing dumbfounded; after reacting, his face darkened, and he grabbed Yi Yang's neck: "Idiot, you're pressing on An'an!"

Upon hearing he'd pressed on Ye Xi'an, Yi Yang hurriedly rose, but dared not get out of the blanket.

Ji Jiangci looked at Yi Yang, shook his head helplessly, and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Zhi Jing immediately asked: "Did Ye Xi'an wake up again in the middle?"

"No, I think she truly passed out; it's not just simple drowsiness."

Ji Jiangci blinked, then continued: "You came knocking in the middle of the night just for this?"

Lin Zhi Jing shook his head expressionlessly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing in his pocket: "I also wanted to ask—can I stay the night in your room?"

"Bang——"

In response to Lin Zhi Jing came a deafening slam of the door.

(End of chapter)