Then, turning his head slightly, his voice dropped into something more deliberate.
"Alright, Xun'er… once you're done washing, lie down on the bed and wait for me."
He set down the folded clothes...silk so fine it gleamed in the steam....atop the mattress and sat down briefly, testing it.
The bed dipped and bounced slightly under his weight, its softness earning an approving nod from him.
When he glanced toward her again, there was a sly, knowing smile on his lips. Then, without warning, his figure flickered and vanished from the small world.
"Wait for him… in bed?"
Xiao Xun'er's brows furrowed as she stared at the bed. A bad premonition twisted in her chest, making her heartbeat quicken. Her expression fell.
"Master… he wouldn't…?"
Unwanted images flashed in her mind...heat creeping up her neck to the tips of her ears. The blush was fleeting, chased quickly by a shadow of sadness in her eyes.
Am I truly unable to escape from his grasp…?
"Master?"
Her voice was soft as she called out to the empty air, her delicate body curling up slightly in the steaming water. She called again, but silence answered her.
Only after confirming that Ye Chen had indeed left did Xiao Xun'er exhale slowly, shoulders relaxing.
She reached for a towel and began to wipe her porcelain-white skin, every movement careful, as if trying to wash away not just the dirt, but the uneasy thoughts lingering in her heart.
Meanwhile, in the room....
"Tsk, tsk, tsk…"
Ye Chen injected his soul power into the Qiankun Treasure Box, and in an instant, an extremely alluring scene unfolded before his spiritual sense, making his heart thump faster.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly....Xiao Xun'er truly lived up to her reputation as one of the most sought-after heroines.
Even at such a young age, her beauty and figure had already begun to take shape.
"Finally finished washing…"
After watching for a while and seeing that Xiao Xun'er was almost done, Ye Chen's patience wore thin. Without hesitation, he stepped directly into the small world.
Inside...
Xiao Xun'er had just finished bathing. Her fair, delicate skin was still glistening with droplets that caught the light like tiny crystals, exuding a faint, almost ethereal glow.
It was purer, more flawless than the finest mutton-fat jade.
She glanced around cautiously, confirming that Ye Chen was nowhere to be seen.
Then, moving with the grace of a deer, she climbed out of the tub, her perfect curves outlined in the rising steam.
A soft, refreshing fragrance wafted from her skin, like a blossom on the verge of full bloom.
Her eyes drifted toward the bed where Ye Chen had left a neatly folded change of clothes. After a moment's hesitation,
she stepped lightly toward it, her bare feet making no sound on the floor.
"Ah!"
Just as she reached the bed, a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapped around her slender waist from behind. The unexpected touch made her cry out in alarm.
Before she could even turn her head, her body was lifted effortlessly and tossed onto the bed.
The one who had appeared so suddenly was, of course, Ye Chen. Seeing her freshly bathed form, he chose that exact moment to materialize right behind her.
"Tsk, tsk… so clean…" His eyes glimmered with a heat that made it clear....no man could resist such a tempting sight.
"M-Master, you…"
Her face was flushed, her voice trembling like that of a startled little lamb. She quickly grabbed the quilt, clutching it to her chest, and blurted anxiously, "Master, I haven't put on my clothes yet! Please… turn around!"
"Clothes?" Ye Chen's lips curved into a wicked smile.
"Why bother putting them on? I came at the perfect time… now you won't have to take them off later."
Looking at the helpless Xiao Xun'er, Ye Chen's lips curled into a wicked smile.
Without hesitation, he yanked away the quilt she was clutching to her chest.
In an instant, her flawless, snow-white figure was laid bare before his eyes, every delicate curve illuminated in the soft light.
"M-Master, you…" Her voice trembled, laced with panic and despair.
"Be good, Xun'er. Just be obedient," Ye Chen said in a low, almost coaxing tone that only made her heart sink deeper.
But lying there on the bed, Xiao Xun'er's eyes brimmed with hopelessness.
Tears streamed freely down her cheeks as she struggled against him, her voice breaking. "Please… Master, don't…"
Bang!
Her defiance earned his impatience. Ye Chen's palm landed sharply against her cheek.
"Xiao Xun'er, you'd better understand your current identity!" His voice turned cold as steel. "Don't be shameless!"
Xiao Xun'er froze, the sting of his words cutting as deeply as the slap.
A red mark bloomed on her delicate skin, stark against her pale complexion.
She covered her cheek, her mind a whirl of humiliation and grief. Tears kept falling, and her gaze turned hollow.
She had already given so much… so why did her master still treat her like this?
A crushing sense of despair tightened in her chest.
Ye Chen looked at her trembling form, and a flicker of regret passed through his eyes.
He reached out, gently stroking the cheek he had just struck, his tone softening.
"My dear Xun'er… does it hurt? Master was too rough just now."
"As long as you behave… how could I ever bear to hit you?"
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