Chapter 127: I Have Four Other “Joys”
“Alright.” Sen Ji leaned down slightly, raising his hand to stroke her cheek. Seeing she didn’t dodge as he moved closer to her lips, he gave her a quick peck before turning away to hide his deepening flush. “Go back to your room and change first. Don’t wait for me.”
“A-ha, I’ll be waiting for you~” Xie Qiang waved and watched with a smile as Sen Ji walked away. Then, with light steps, she headed toward her room.
A beating surely wouldn’t be enough to resolve the anger in her heart.
She had to think of a way to pay him back in his own coin…
Pondering as she walked, Xie Qiang reached her bedroom door. she pushed it open, and after taking just a few steps inside, she felt her foot hit something.
“Hmm?”
Xie Qiang looked down to see two metal boots lying haphazardly by the door.
She looked further in. Every few meters, a piece of clothing was strewn across the floor, forming a straight line leading directly to her magnificent grand bed.
At a glance, they were clearly Hong Que’s clothes. Looking at the large bulge under the covers on the bed, Xie Qiang’s eyelid twitched. “…Hong Que?”
The bulge didn’t move, as if he were asleep.
Xie Qiang didn’t believe for a second that he was actually sleeping. After all, S-class Sentinels had sharp hearing; even the slightest sound would be amplified countless times. There was no reason Hong Que wouldn’t have heard her.
On the bed, Hong Que had his head covered with the blanket. Hearing the approaching footsteps and breath, his heart began to pound.
She’s here, she’s here!
So nervous!
Hong Que took deep breaths, trying his best to suppress the deafening thud of his heart so he could focus on sensing Xie Qiang’s footsteps. Just as she reached the bedside and was about to reach out, he suddenly threw off the blanket.
As the scene under the covers was revealed, Xie Qiang’s feline eyes widened.
The red-haired youth was wearing a half-open, orange-red linen nightgown. His chest revealed a large area of slightly flushed muscle, partially obscured by the long, wavy red hair falling over his shoulder, making it appear tantalizingly faint.
The mid-length nightgown also left his sturdy leg muscles exposed to the air. His long legs, devoid of hair, allowed every flowing muscular curve to be seen clearly—a truly pleasing sight.
His red hair was slightly damp, likely just washed. It wasn’t hard to guess that he had taken a bath before crawling into the bed.
Hong Que propped himself up on one leg, lying sideways on the bed with his broad palm supporting his temple. His golden eyes flowed with an attempt at a practiced—yet actually adorably clumsy—seduction. “Xie Qiang, you came so quickly. Are you that impatient?”
“…” Xie Qiang pulled her gaze away from Hong Que’s legs. “Didn’t I tell you to go back?”
“I did go back.” Hong Que nodded as if it were a matter of fact. “And then I came back.”
Xie Qiang was speechless. “…The butler let you in?”
“Not quite.” Hong Que chuckled. “I snuck in through the balcony.”
How can he say that so righteously?
Xie Qiang propped up her forehead and climbed onto the bed, reaching out to pull him off. “Get down immediately and go back…”
“No way!” Hong Que pouted unhappily. His sturdy, long arm reached out and wrapped around Xie Qiang’s waist, pulling her onto the bed.
Xie Qiang was forced to sit sideways on his stomach. she wanted to get up, but the red-haired youth held her tightly in his arms. He pouted and said, “What are you running for? Anyway, Sen Ji didn’t follow you back here, so let’s just sleep together!”
Hmph! Not only would he be the first male master of this bed, but he would also “flex” right in Sen Ji’s face and tell him that he had slept in that bed!!!
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Xie Qiang’s forehead.
Sen Ji hadn’t followed her back, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t come over after beating Xie Kong!
If he saw Hong Que lying half-naked in her bed, what would he think of her?
An imperial ‘scumbag’ Princess who manages two Sentinels in one night and tries to make him accept a ‘threesome’?
Xie Qiang quickly shook her head and reached out to pull Hong Que. “Get up right now!”
“I won’t!” Hong Que was incredibly stubborn. “I won’t do that with you; I just simply want to sleep with you!”
That wouldn’t do either!
Unable to pull the big guy up, Xie Qiang could only reach out to pinch him. Seeing Hong Que’s “dead pig not afraid of boiling water” attitude, she finally clenched her fist, a vein pulsing slightly on her temple. “Hong Que, don’t make me repeat myself.”
Hong Que felt a chill on his scalp. He was a bit afraid, but thinking that Mo Yin wasn’t around, he figured Xie Qiang wouldn’t have much strength even if she tried to hit him. He stubbornly said, “I wouldn’t get up even if you said it ten more times!”
“Fine then.” A soft, sweet smile appeared on Xie Qiang’s face. Her hands pressed lightly against the youth’s chest, and then she slid her hand into the open side of the nightgown.
Hong Que’s heart couldn’t help but pound again, and his face began to turn pink. His gaze instinctively shifted away. “What are you doing…”
Xie Qiang reached in and gave a hard twist.
In the next second: “Aaaaah—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!”
Hong Que clutched his chest and curled his legs up, so much pain that tears filled his eyes. “Xie Qiang, you’re murdering your husband!!!”
“Are you getting up or not?” Xie Qiang withdrew her hand and crossed her arms, looking down at him. “It’ll hurt even more next time.”
Even more?
Hong Que immediately clamped his legs together and said tremblingly, “Xie Qiang, that’s our ‘future joy’!!!”
Xie Qiang gave him a look of pity. “Hong-hong, that’s your joy, not mine. I have four other joys.”
Hong Que: !!!
The red-haired youth honestly rolled off the bed and stood by the bedside with his head lowered like a student who had made a mistake. “I won’t sleep in the bed then. Can I sleep on the floor?”
“No, go back immediately.” Xie Qiang refused. “And take all your clothes on the floor with you!”
Seeing her so heartless, Hong Que vaguely sensed something was wrong. He suddenly lunged in front of the girl, sniffing around.
Xie Qiang instinctively pressed her lips together, but she was a step too late.
“He kissed you!!!” The red bird’s feathers ruffled instantly. “Don’t tell me he stayed in another room, washed himself clean, and plans to come find you in the middle of the night!”
Scheming man!
Xie Qiang lowered her hand slightly to cover the corner of her mouth, muttering softly, “He’s my Sentinel; what’s wrong with a kiss…”
“I want one too!!!” The red bird desperately tried to peck the kitten’s mouth.
“…” Xie Qiang couldn’t push his face away, so she said, “If you’re so proactive, I’ll suspect you want to have an indirect kiss with Sen Ji.”
Hong Que’s body shuddered. He immediately took a step back and covered his ears. “Aaaaah—don’t say such a disgusting thing~!”
“Go wash! Go wash! Let me kiss you after you’ve washed clean!”
Xie Qiang couldn’t help but arch an eyebrow. “Will you go back obediently after the kiss?”
“…” So annoying, she’s actually using this to test the Sentinel who likes her!
Hong Que pouted and whispered, “If you kiss for ten minutes and let me roll around on the bed for a bit, I’ll go back.”
“…” He really has a lot of demands.
Xie Qiang rose and walked into the distance.
“Where are you going?” Hong Que quickly followed with small steps.
“What else?” the girl’s voice was soft and clear. “Naturally, I’m going to wash my mouth so you can kiss it.”
Translator’s Note: “Future joy” (咱倆的幸福) is a euphemism for… well, his “assets.” Hong Que is so dramatic! “Scumbag Princess” (渣嚮導) is a recurring joke—Xie Qiang is literally juggling a harem here. The “indirect kiss” comment is the perfect way to shut down a jealous Sentinel.
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