"I'm a member of the Looks Club—of course I'd fall for you because you're handsome. Forgetting you might be heaven's punishment for me being too fickle. But these past years, why haven't I been interested in any men at all?"
"That's because none of them are as handsome as me."
"What a joke, Luo Zifan isn't bad either..." Chu Linghu suddenly gasped in surprise. "Nangong Yehen, you're not asleep?!"
She yanked her hand back abruptly, staring at him in shock.
Nangong Yehen opened his eyes, a faint, amused smile in his slightly bloodshot gaze as he looked at her. "Chattering away in my ear—even if I were asleep, you'd have woken me up."
Chu Linghu felt mortified, her face flushing red again and again. She desperately wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
"When did you wake up?" Had he heard everything she said while touching him?
Nangong Yehen found her flustered expression amusing, a hint of laughter in his deep eyes. "I never fell asleep, so how could I have woken up?"
Oh no, oh no—he definitely knew she'd been sneaking a look at him.
"If you weren't asleep, why did you close your eyes?" Chu Linghu shot him a reproachful glare.
"Resting my eyes." Was that not allowed?
Rest your head!
Chu Linghu cursed inwardly, forcing herself to calm down, but couldn't help muttering, "Good-looking people are all perverts."
Nangong Yehen reached out with his uninjured hand, hooked her arm, and pulled her closer to him.
He smirked wickedly. "You keep calling me a pervert—should I actually do something perverted to make that accusation stick?"
Chu Linghu clenched her teeth, staring at him with a look of disgust.
Always touching her without permission, insisting she help him wash when he could do it himself—wasn't that perverted behavior?
Her face was bright red, but she had no idea how alluring she looked under the dim light.
Up close, she was like a rare, priceless gem.
Nangong Yehen longed to claim her as his own.
Though she was a woman, she was truly one of a kind.
Her blood type was rare—fewer than fifty cases of Rh-O negative existed worldwide.
More importantly, she was a woman who could bear his children.
Nangong Yehen was a man who valued profit above all else. Since this woman had her uses, of course he'd keep her around.
In the past, he would have used a woman like this and then discarded her.
But after spending time with her, he found she wasn't so bad.
Since she wasn't bad, he might as well keep her by his side from now on.
Suddenly, as if possessed, he pulled her into the bathtub.
"Nangong Yehen, what are you doing?" Chu Linghu exclaimed in alarm, glaring at him furiously.
Nangong Yehen smiled faintly. "Join me."
His hand moved quickly to her lower region.
When he touched it, something felt off. His gaze darkened. "What's that?"
Chu Linghu's face burned crimson, a sense of relief washing over her. "A sanitary pad."
"A sanitary pad?" His hoarse voice carried a hint of frustrated anger.
He had held back again and again for her, and tonight his desire was blazing—only for her to have her period?
Chu Linghu feigned regret. "I can't help it either. It comes every month. Honestly, I wish it didn't."
"Hmph!" Nangong Yehen snorted coldly. As if she actually wished that!
The barely suppressed smile on her face told him everything.
"Get out!" His handsome face darkened as he glared at her fiercely.
The terrifying look in his eyes warned her that if she didn't leave, she'd regret it.
Chu Linghu scrambled out of the bathtub, inwardly gloating. Serves him right for making his own misery!
Once out, she hurried back to her room, covered her mouth, and laughed with schadenfreude.