Chapitre 12: Rare and Precious
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
Nearly going crazy, Lin Qianyi dragged her own amorous mother out to blame for her current dilemma.
After debating for nearly half an hour, Lin Qianyi eventually put on the bathrobe over her naked body. She arranged the robe to cover everything, before walking out carefully.
Lin Qianyi was about to quickly dive into the bed to preserve her modesty when Di Yanmo entered the room. He was holding a glass of milk.
"Drink this before going to bed."
Di Yanmo handed the cup of warm milk to Lin Qianyi. He gave a slight frown as he looked down at the slightly damp hair curling down her chest.
Lin Qianyi accepted the milk in a daze. She completely didn't realize that after letting go of her robe, the front part had opened up to reveal her cleavage.
Looking at the glass of warm milk in her hands, a sliver of suspicion flashed past her eyes. Was this really just a coincidence?
She would drink a glass of warm milk every night before bed. This was a habit she had cultivated from a young age. But… she had just met Di Yanmo today. Could it really be a coincidence for him to bring her a glass of milk?
Lin Qianyi's eyes flashed as she looked at Di Yanmo, who appeared to be searching for something. He turned away, and she tried to compose herself.
She hoped that she was just overthinking things. After all, Di Yanmo seemed like a very powerful person, while she was just an ordinary girl. He had nothing to gain by tricking her.
Di Yanmo returned with a hairdryer for her. His eyes inadvertently swept past her cleavage, where he noticed that soft, fair skin. A profound glint flashed by his eyes.
Without missing a beat, he shifted his gaze to the glass of milk in her hands. "You don't like it?"
"Ah?"
Lin Qianyi, who had been staring at him the whole time, finally snapped out of her trance at his low voice. "I like it, I like it."
With that, she downed the entire glass of milk in one gulp. Her suspicions also lessened. He had asked her if she liked it, instead of why she wasn't drinking it.
This confirmed that he wasn't sure if she liked to drink milk. Perhaps someone else in his household also liked to drink milk before sleeping. That was why he had brought a glass for her, right?
This was the only possible explanation. Otherwise, it might be because they knew each other from before and had a very close relationship. But this was not very plausible as she had no recollection of this guy at all!
Di Yanmo was such an exceptional guy that she would definitely remember him if she had met him before.
After Lin Qianyi finished the milk, Di Yanmo took the empty glass from her before pulling her to sit down on a nearby sofa. He then started to blow-dry her hair.
Lin Qianyi sat on the sofa, while Di Yanmo stood behind her, tall and strapping. Lowering his head, he could easily observe that tantalizing fair skin.
Di Yanmo's hands were extremely gentle. It was like he was handling a rare and precious object. But in contrast to his gentle movements, the look in his eyes was becoming increasingly intense, while his breath was turning somewhat uneven.
He was like a wolf king of the night, eyeing its prey and waiting for the right opportunity to pounce. One couldn't help feeling a deep sense of danger from him.
-- Cadeau
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