Chapter 090　 She had overlooked his other attribute: sinister.

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  The moment they stepped into the house, Li Chengshi immediately blocked Su Xian’s path. "Give it back to me."

  "Don't start, I’m dizzy."

  He quickly supported her and helped her sit on the sofa. "Let me see."

  Su Xian tilted her face up.

  He leaned down and gently touched her forehead. She immediately let out a sharp "hiss" of pain; the skin on her forehead was indeed red and swollen.

  "Wait here, I'll get some medicine." He dashed up to the master bedroom on the second floor, grabbed a jar of ointment from a drawer, and hurried back downstairs.

  Seeing Su Xian tearing up the very last card, he shook his head and teased, "Now you know what shame is? Why didn't you consider the consequences when you were writing them?"

  "Who thinks about consequences when talking dirty? When two people are in love, don't they always think it's for a lifetime?"

  "Then why did you... with Zhao Nanfeng!" Angrily, he unscrewed the cap and scooped out a dollop of ointment. "Move your head over here."

  "I'll do it myself." Su Xian felt like he was about to mistreat her.

  He said nothing, stepped forward, held her shoulder firmly, and began applying the medicine. His touch was indeed not very gentle.

  She closed her eyes with a pained expression but didn't dare say anything. If she had caught Li Chengshi kissing another woman on the spot, she would probably be even more explosive.

  He let out a sigh, and the movement of his hands softened. "Don't use hot water on it when you shower. Apply it again before bed, otherwise, it’ll be black and blue tomorrow, and you won't look pretty."

  The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. The kindness of this "puppy" was ingrained in his bones; he was still being so gentle to her.

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  Li Chengshi brought over the vacuum cleaner to suck up the card fragments. He said nonchalantly, "It’s fine to tear these up, but do you still remember the most flirtatious one?"

  Oh my God!

  Su Xian gasped. That card was one she had custom-made—she had taken a very erotic selfie wearing a sexy female military officer cosplay outfit, designed it as the inner page of a card, printed it at home, and then wrote a lot of indescribable things on it.

  She had hidden that card in his down jacket; he wasn't supposed to see it this season. But when he came back this time, he moved all his clothes to the first-floor guest room, and he probably sorted through them then...

  "Little Bear," she said weakly and shamefully, "give that one back to me, please."

  "What are you afraid of? We’ve seen everything there is to see of each other, and we’ve said everything there is to say. Even if we’re broken up, there’s no need to play the prude, okay? I’m keeping it. When I need to, I’ll take it out and have a look—it’s much more stimulating than a porn magazine, isn't it?" He turned and left with the vacuum cleaner, his back radiating triumph.

  Good grief. He was taking revenge for the time she discovered his porn magazines!

  Just a moment ago she thought he was so gentle, but she had overlooked his other attribute: sinister.

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  Li Chengshi came out of the guest room clutching a bath towel and walked into the bathroom opposite.

  Su Xian stood by the fridge and used her peripheral vision to confirm he had closed the door. She immediately crept into his room on tiptoe.

  The guest room wasn't large. Along the wall were storage units and a wardrobe; in the middle was a single bed, and on the outer side was a desk that doubled as a computer station.

  The desk drawers were filled with stationery and small tools. She flipped through several textbooks—the card wasn't tucked inside. It wasn't in the pillowcase, under the mattress, or in the quilt. She opened the wardrobe and checked a dozen pockets—nothing. Right, he found it in a coat pocket; he probably wouldn't keep it there. Let's check the storage bins.

  As soon as she opened the cabinet, her head started to throb. There were over a dozen storage boxes stacked neatly. It would be impossible to find it without pulling everything out, but since he had organized them so tidily, she really didn't want to mess them up.

  She took down the first box from the top left, opened the lid, and saw it contained unused blank cards. Panicked, she shut the lid and prepared to put it back.

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  Li Chengshi gently pushed open the ajar door, entered the room, and closed it softly. At the very last second, he gave it a firm push, and the door locked with a click.

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  Su Xian, already feeling guilty as a thief, was so startled by the sound that her body jerked, and the box in her hand fell to the floor.

  "Ah, haha," she laughed awkwardly as she turned around. "Why did you shower so fast?"

  "I wash much faster when no one is harassing me." A bath towel was wrapped around his waist, his hair was wet, and there was a hint of cold mockery in his eyes—though there seemed to be a trace of flirtation as they swept over her.

  Su Xian instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, walked around the foot of the bed to his side, and gave a fawning smile. "Um, could you step aside, please?"

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  Li Chengshi kept his hand on the doorknob and commanded, "Pick that up and put it back."

  Su Xian turned back, picked up the scattered cards, put them back in the box, closed the lid, returned it to its spot in the top left, and closed the cabinet door.

  "The wardrobe."

  She straightened the clothes she had just ruffled.

  "The bed."

  She smoothed the sheets, folded the quilt, and put the pillowcase back on.

  He moved his gaze to the desk and gave her a look.

  She went over and put the books back on the shelf. "Is that enough?"

  The moment Li Chengshi pulled the door open, Su Xian slunk out sideways and bolted up to the second floor.

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  She flopped onto her bed, buried her face in the pillow, and pounded the mattress in frustration. That was so freaking embarrassing!

  It was a long time before she rolled over and stared blankly at the ceiling, her face burning.

  She felt like she had been toyed with.

  She was incredibly indignant.

  Between them, she had always been the one in control, the one doing the "training." If it weren't for her, he would still be a virgin!

  She composed herself and comforted herself: It’s just a card. I’m not afraid. It's not like there was actual nudity.

  But those words were truly a bit over the top. Even when she was "playing" so creatively with her third boyfriend, she had never said anything that stimulating.

  If he stayed here forever, she wouldn't have to worry about outsiders seeing it. But what about after he moved out? He’d have new friends, a new girlfriend. Once it was discovered, wouldn't her image as a wise female architect turn into that of a wanton woman?

  Ugh, my head is going to explode!

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  After closing his door, Li Chengshi dove onto his bed like a diver and laughed hysterically into his quilt.

  In reality, he had disposed of that card immediately. He would never keep anything that could have a negative impact on her.

  Furthermore, keeping that thing brought no benefit to him either, because seeing her pose and expression and reading those words would still turn him on, which would make his moral standards increasingly blurred.

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  The next morning, he brought breakfast to the table, but Su Xian hadn't come downstairs yet. He called out a few times with no response. Feeling a bit worried, he went up to the second floor and knocked on the master bedroom door. "Su Xian, breakfast is ready."

  Still no response.

  He gently pushed the door open and saw her curled up in the quilt, sleeping in a tangled mess, her hair a total disaster.

  His gaze swept over the medicine bottle on the nightstand, and he understood. He walked over, patted her face lightly, and woke her up softly.

  Su Xian opened her eyes, her gaze still misty. She said indistinctly, "Baby, why are you up so early?"

  He froze for a moment. It seemed she wasn't truly awake yet, so he sat on the edge of the bed and waited patiently for her.

  Su Xian, however, slowly closed her eyes again. She had tossed and turned last night and taken some sleeping pills at 2:00 AM; the effects hadn't worn off yet. Unconsciously, she leaned toward him and rested her face against his leg.

  He looked down at her, instinctively raising his hand, but suddenly snapped back to his senses just as he was about to touch her cheek. He sighed, withdrew his hand, and moved his gaze to her left shoulder. The scar there had faded a lot.

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