As the mist dispersed, the scene became clearer to him.
There was a woman sitting in the bathroom.
She had a pretty face, her features exquisite, and her lips were a cherry blossom shade.
Her eyes were full of life and seemed to hold an entire galaxy—stunningly bright.
Even Mo Yesi, who was used to seeing belles and beauties all the time, was in awe for a moment.
This was the beautiful lady whom Yan Shaoqing and the rest gifted him?
She was beautiful indeed, but what a pity it was that even the most beautiful of women couldn't spark his interest.
He watched for a short moment before speaking to her coldly, "Get out of there yourself. I'm giving you one minute to vanish from my room."
The woman slowly looked up.
First she knitted her brows ever so slightly, then she looked at him. She reached her hand out.
When he did not respond to her, she grabbed his pants.
Mo Yesi froze as his muscles tensed up. He thought he might puke on the moment or feel an itch through his body. But even a while later, none of that happened.
Mo Yesi had the Anti-Women Disorder.
Besides his kin, no other woman could get close to him.
But in this moment he realized that he actually wasn't repulsed by this woman.
His body wasn't displaying any sort of unpleasant effects.
Mo Yesi lowered his head and looked at her. In the depths of his eyes were a hint of surprise.
Before he figured his thoughts out, the woman had already gotten off the floor and wrapped her arms around his neck. She tiptoed slightly and gave him a peck on his cool lips.
She looked up at him with those wide, soulful eyes and said, "Help me."