Chapter 42 - : My Face Hurts
Chapter 42: My Face Hurts
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The clothes on his back were soaked with the girl’s tears.
The wind on the eaves was a little strong. Xie Xingyun found an empty ground and put Bai Xianyu down.
Seeing that he had stopped, Bai Xianyu sobbed in a fit of pique. “Let’s go. Didn’t you want to bring me along?”
A few crystalline teardrops fell from the girl’s fair face one after another, like pearls with a broken string. Her adorable eyes were filled with warm fluid, but she still looked at him stubbornly.
His rough fingers caressed her soft and smooth face. Xie Xingyun’s fingertips were slightly moist, and his eyes were deep. “Why are you crying?”
When Bai Xianyu heard this, she could not hold back her tears. “Why are you still asking me why I’m crying? A single man and a single woman, and you entered my room as you wished. Now, you’re even carrying me around the capital. Have you spared a thought that I’m still a girl? Aren’t you simply going too far?”
Xie Xingyun looked a little uncomfortable.
If what she said was true and she was not someone who had been reborn, then his actions were indeed a little overboard.
He lifted her chin and saw that the girl’s beautiful face seemed to have been grazed by the wind and was abnormally red.
Bai Xianyu wanted to step backwards, but Xie Xingyun grabbed her waist and she could not move at all.
“Let go of me, you lecher!”
Xie Xingyun revealed a rare guilty expression, but he was also a little angry. “Why is your skin so delicate?”
Even the wind could hurt her face.
Bai Xianyu glared at him. “Who’s as thick-skinned as you?”
In the entire capital, perhaps it was only Bai Xianyu who could say the words “thick skin” to the handsome man in front of her.
Xie Xingyun’s face was resolute and cold, and his skin was a healthy tan. Even with a closer look, one could not even see his pores. His facial features were even more exquisite than a girl’s, but he was not feminine at all.
In particular, his aura was like a cold blade. Coupled with his tall and slender figure, he exuded an extremely oppressive aura just by standing there. His eyes were even more resolute, like ice that would not melt for ten thousand years.
It was just that Bai Xianyu’s skin was too fair and smooth. Even when Xie Xingyun wiped her tears away, he was stunned by the strong contrast in skin color and the soft touch beneath his hand.
He said, “It’s my fault.”
“Oh.”
Bai Xianyu had just been exposed to the cold wind. When she came out, she was not wearing a cloak, but she was carried all the way. She had been pampered since she was young. Even if there was no money in the residence in the past, her brothers would think of ways to dote on her. She had never been so embarrassed before. She was cold and her face hurt as if it had been scraped by a knife.
Her heart was also suffocating.
After struggling twice and failing to break free, Bai Xianyu could not be bothered to waste her energy. Xie Xingyun was now her earthenware hot-water bottle in human form. Anyway, the two of them had hugged before and had done even the most intimate things in her previous life.
She gave up on herself and pressed her cold little hand against his waist, her little face leaning against the man’s hot chest.
Xie Xingyun did not move and allowed the delicate girl to hug him for a while. He even took the initiative to grab her hands and wrapped them in his palms to warm them.
Her fingers were slender and small, even more delicate than a young bamboo shoot. They were at almost half the size of a man’s broad palm.
He could easily wrap over her hand.
Bai Xianyu no longer wanted to think about why the two of them, who had been at loggerheads just now, had turned into such a “lovey-dovey” scene in less than half an hour.
If the honey trap worked, it was not out-of-the-question for her to sacrifice herself to keep him.
Looking at how Xie Xingyun lowered his eyes as he warmed her hands, he did not seem to be in a hurry to go to the silk cloth shop..