Chapter 217: Chapter 217: The King’s Return (14)
 

“You.”

“Why?” Why can’t it be you?

“From the shooting angle at that time, it was aimed at you.”

At that time, Jiang Ye had his back to the window, and the first bullet was clearly aimed at him.

I’m the innocent one!

I am!

Jiang Ye’s eyes flickered as he recalled the scene.

In a moment, his drooping eyelashes took on a layer of lustrous halo, casting small shadows beneath his overly pale eyelids.

Jiang Ye took out his phone and looked at the location he had sent out, trying to suppress a laugh.

Chuzheng: “…”

The Good Person Card isn’t scared silly, right?

Jiang Ye’s smile faded, and he silently pressed his phone for a while before staring at it until the screen went dark without any reaction.

Chuzheng paced around him twice: “You sleep here.”

Jiang Ye looked up: “What about you?”

Chuzheng pointed to the sofa and took a pillow to sleep on the couch.

For the sake of the Good Person Card, the poor thing has to sleep on the sofa.

What if someone else comes up to kill him?

“Miss Sheng, it’s not like me to make a girl sleep on the sofa, you sleep…”

Chuzheng turned around and pushed him back: “Go to sleep, no more talking.”

Jiang Ye: “…”

Why so fierce!

The room light was turned off, plunging it into darkness.

Chuzheng hadn’t walked away when the hem of her clothing was grabbed.

“Turn the light on…” The youth’s voice was raspy, and if you listened closely, you could detect a slight tremor in it.

“Are you afraid of the dark?”

“…I’m just not used to it,” Jiang Ye said awkwardly. Probably because there was someone else present, and there was still a faint light in the room, he didn’t feel too uncomfortable.

Being afraid of the dark is just that, being afraid of the dark.

I won’t laugh at you.

But for someone destined to work at night, what kind of problem is fear of the dark?

Chuzheng turned on the light.

Jiang Ye immediately let go of Chuzheng, and he turned to face away from her.

“Good night, Miss Sheng.”

Chuzheng stood for a while, eyeing Jiang Ye’s hair, then slowly reached out her hand…

Jiang Ye seemed not to notice, so Chuzheng immediately gave his head a couple of rubs.

Chuzheng’s expression instantly became serious.

So soft.

Really comfortable.

Jiang Ye moved slightly, as if he wanted to turn around to look at her, but Chuzheng quickly withdrew her hand: “Good night.”

Jiang Ye turned his head, and Chuzheng had already gone to the couch, lying down straight, closing her eyes, and falling asleep in seconds.

He reached out to touch his hair.

What’s her problem?

–

Chuzheng had just fallen asleep when she felt someone close by, then the cramped sofa became even more crowded.

The fresh scent of the youth wafted over.

The room was pitch black, and as the youth squeezed onto the sofa, his fingers frantically searched around her waist, until they found her hand, and held on tightly.

Chuzheng: “??”

What’s this about?

Are we competing for the couch in the middle of the night?!

“What are you doing?”

Jiang Ye didn’t make a sound, his head resting against her shoulder, almost burying himself in her.

Chuzheng looked towards the ceiling, finding not a single light in the room. She propped herself up and reached to press the switch next to the couch.

Was there a power outage?

That shouldn’t be the case; such a hotel would have emergency power even in case of an outage.

Chuzheng sent her bodyguard to see what the matter was.

The bodyguard went down to ask the hotel, which replied that it was a circuit problem, and to not disturb the guests, they chose to work on it during the dead of night, possibly needing an hour.

Jiang Ye held her without a word, and Chuzheng, feeling his head, consented to his behavior.

Chuzheng moved further in and embraced him from the side.

At first, Jiang Ye had been the one holding Chuzheng, but now it had become her holding him.

But it was too dark now, and Jiang Ye didn’t dare to be picky, closing his eyes tightly.

Chuzheng had a faint, cold fragrance on her body, which gradually relaxed Jiang Ye.

Her fingers glided down his chest to his abdomen.

Jiang Ye suddenly raised his hand, pressing down on her.

“I want to check your wound.” Chuzheng was afraid he had torn open his injury when he moved earlier.

Jiang Ye hesitated for a moment, then slowly loosened his grip; Chuzheng’s fingertips touched around his wound, but didn’t feel any wetness.

Chuzheng withdrew her hand and comfortably stroked his head, “Go to sleep.”

–

The next day.

When Jiang Ye opened his eyes, he saw Chuzheng’s profile, one hand on her phone, the light in her eyes flickering with the phone screen’s illumination.

One hand was resting on his shoulder, fingertips twirling a strand of his hair.

For a moment, Jiang Ye actually felt as if the years were peaceful…

“Awake?” Chuzheng put down her phone, her cool gaze turning to Jiang Ye.

Upon hearing her voice, Jiang Ye’s heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he flipped over abruptly.

Chuzheng caught him, “You’ve fallen.”

The young girl’s breath on Jiang Ye’s neck and him being held in her ambiguous embrace immediately threw his mind into disarray.

His eyes shifted as he struggled free from her grasp in a panic, got off the couch without finding his shoes, and finally entered the washroom barefoot, slamming the door behind him.

Chuzheng: “…”

Chuzheng lay back down comfortably.

It was really too cramped for two people.

–

Jiang Ye stood in the washroom, splashing his face with cold water.

He raised his head, and the handsome face in the mirror was dotted with water droplets, with a faint desire pressing in the depths of his profound eyes.

He braced himself on the washstand, eyes slightly downcast.

A certain change made Jiang Ye uncomfortable.

A natural morning reaction.

It’s normal, every man has it.

Normal…

Normal…

Normal my ass!

Jiang Ye took a deep breath, he had never had such thoughts before.

Ever since he met her, he hadn’t been normal.

“What’s there to be excited about!”

Jiang Ye couldn’t help but flick his little Jiang Ye.

It infuriated him.

–

When Jiang Ye came out of the washroom, Chuzheng was still lying on the sofa, but with a bodyguard in the room. As the bodyguard saw him come out, he walked out immediately, giving him a slightly off look as he passed.

That look…

Jiang Ye couldn’t even describe it.

It just felt wrong.

“There’s breakfast on the table.” Chuzheng said.

“I’m going back now.” Jiang Ye’s gaze fell into the void, “Thank you for your kindness, Miss Sheng. About last night’s incident, I will sort it out and explain it to you.”

If he stayed any longer, something would definitely happen!

He couldn’t stay any longer!

Jiang Ye’s face was devoid of smiles, and the laziness in his demeanor was completely gone, instead, he carried a bit of Master Jiang’s aura.

“I’ve caught the person.” Chuzheng propped herself up to sit, “Eat breakfast first.”

Jiang Ye suddenly looked up, locking eyes with Chuzheng.

“How did you catch them?”

Chuzheng pondered for a few seconds, “Money.”

“…”

Chuzheng walked over, pulling him to sit down, “Finish breakfast and I’ll take you there.”

Chuzheng’s palm was warm, which made Jiang Ye uncomfortably withdraw his hand.

He looked at the breakfast from who knows how many places in front of him…

“Miss Sheng, did you buy the entire city’s breakfast over here?”

“I didn’t know what you liked to eat, so I had them bring it all, just pick whatever you like.”

The young girl asked seriously.

It seemed as though her body heat lingered on his fingertips, making Jiang Ye involuntarily clench his fingers tighter.

A moment later, the youth raised a trace of a smile, “Miss Sheng, if I were a girl, I would definitely be moved by you.”

His tone changed, “Too bad I’m not.”