How could Wuyue have known that when she bent down, her well-proportioned chest would sway right in front of Chi Ye's eyes?
Although she wasn't as voluptuous as the women of the Demon Clan, her slender waist and taut clothes beautifully framed her curves.
Chi Ye dared not let her come any closer and grabbed her at once, but Wuyue let out a muffled hum.
Chi Ye quickly released his grip and noticed a bruise forming around Wuyue's wrist.
Damn it!
Chi Ye, somewhat annoyed, ruffled his hair. This woman—was she made of water? A gentle grab and she bruised this much.
Wuyue gritted her teeth, almost grinding them to dust. Serving next to Chi Ye, she feared that without vigilance, she might reveal her strength and strangle this red-haired baboon to death.
"From now on, you're not allowed to touch my things without permission."
Chi Ye casually placed the Merit Book on the bedside table.
Seeing that she lost another chance to sneak a peek at the Merit Book, Wuyue turned to leave.
