Chapter 1067: Chapter 1067: Why Are You Sleeping on the Sofa?
Pei Yuanchen suddenly tightened his grip on the glass.
...The soda water was wasted.
He put down the glass, walked over to the wardrobe, took out a robe, and headed to the bathroom.
"I’ll hang it on the door for you." His tone was still cold.
After hanging the clothes, he turned and walked away.
Not long after, Ziyi came out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe, her hair still damp.
Pei Yuanchen was already on his third glass of ice water.
From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed her figure, and his Adam’s apple bobbed: "Quickly dry your hair and then sleep."
Ziyi sat on the edge of the bed, smiling: "Uncle Xiaobao, why are you turning your back to me?"
Pei Yuanchen put down the glass and turned to look at her.
Her hair was wet, her face still carrying water vapor, making her look a bit naive.
Yet that face was delicate and charming, turning even that innocence into a silent temptation.
Pei Yuanchen found his body stirring again.
He suddenly walked toward the bathroom: "I’m going to take a shower, and when I come back, I hope you’ll be in bed already, understood?"
He Ziyi nodded with a smile.
...
The bathroom was still filled with steam, and the scent of body wash floated in the air, making Pei Yuanchen’s mind wander uncontrollably.
In his mind appeared the image of a woman’s body.
He used his years of watching films to adjust the image in his mind, yet he was never satisfied.
Forget it.
He pushed the images out of his mind.
He quickly finished his shower, walked out of the bathroom, and saw that He Ziyi was indeed lying obediently in bed, letting out a soft hum.
He walked to the sofa and threw himself onto it.
"Uncle Xiaobao..." He Ziyi started softly, "Why are you sleeping on the sofa..."
Pei Yuanchen, with his eyes closed, replied irritably: "If you don’t want me to bite you, then close your eyes and go to sleep."
Ziyi made a dissatisfied huff but fell silent eventually.
After a while, Pei Yuanchen suddenly felt a breath of air brushing across his face.
He opened his eyes abruptly to see He Ziyi bending over, looking down at him.
Her black and white eyes were filled with amusement.
Who knows what she’s grinning about.
Of course, Pei Yuanchen’s attention was quickly drawn elsewhere.
Her bathrobe was already loose, and as she bent over, the neckline gaped open, and the soft curves of her chest threatened to spill out.
From his angle, he could clearly see the deep cleavage.
His pupils contracted sharply.
"Uncle Xiaobao, what are you looking at?" Ziyi asked curiously.
Pei Yuanchen didn’t speak for a moment, and after feasting his eyes, he finally looked away.
"Go back to sleep." However, his voice was terribly hoarse.
Ziyi glanced down at her own chest and quickly realized.
"I got it!" she said happily, reaching to untie the belt.
Pei Yuanchen, realizing it, tried to stop her, but it was already too late—
The bathrobe slipped to the ground.
She was completely bare underneath, her skin pale as if her entire body were glowing.
Full breasts, a waist that seemed too slim to hold, long, straight legs—all completely captured in his sight and deeply etched in his mind.
...With such a body, it’s no wonder he couldn’t imagine it.
The stark contrast of black and white made the thread of reason in Pei Yuanchen’s mind snap completely.
"Uncle Xiaobao..." He Ziyi’s voice suddenly turned extremely soft.
