imagine Ji Siyan as Tong Yimo, he wouldn't have the slightest interest in pursuing her, and he wouldn't even want to be with her.As soon as he thought of Yi Mo, Leng Zhujing pushed Ji Siyan, who was l...And under this waterline, perfumed with the scent of bath soap, even Xing'er had forgotten about yesterday’s encounter in the study room.

After showering, she put on Ming Sihan's shirt. She accidentally saw her own clothes that she had taken off and recalled what happened in the study room last night.

Lian Xing'er inexplicably went cold, her willow brows unconsciously furrowing.

After staring at the pile of clothes for a few seconds, she suddenly quickened her pace, picked up the clothes and walked out of the bathroom. She went straight to the trash can beside the kitchen island and threw all the clothes into it.

She was a young girl, and in that situation, she almost got raped by a stranger. No matter how good her inner qualities are, there will still be some psychological scars that cannot be erased.

When Ming Sihan returned, he saw Lian Xing'er standing by the trash can in a daze, so he walked over to take a look.

When he saw those clothes she had worn yesterday in the trash can, his heart was filled with worry as he looked at her.

"Starlight."

Ming Sihan's call, suddenly sounded behind him.

Lian Xing'er was startled, and when she came back to her senses, she turned around and bumped into Ming Sihan head-on.

Ming Sihan instinctively gave Lian Xing'er a comforting hug and then helped her smooth the damp strands of hair clinging to her cheeks. He said softly, "I'll go get a hairdryer to dry your hair!"

Lián Xīng'ěr didn't nod, nor did she utter a sound.

Ming Sihan lightly patted her arm, then turned to get the hair dryer.

Then, even Xing'er sat at the dining table and drank congee. Ming Sihan stood behind her, holding a hairdryer to blow dry her hair.

Her hair was so soft, it felt like silk in your hand.

Ming Sihan was rather clumsy as he helped her tousle her long hair. This was the first time he had ever used a hairdryer on a girl's hair.

Lian Xing'er was drinking porridge halfway when she suddenly realized something. She abruptly stood up from her chair, startling Ming Sihan.

"Did I hurt you" Ming Sihan hurriedly turned off the hair dryer and looked at Lian Xing'er, who had already turned around to face him, and asked worriedly.

Lian Xing'er met Ming Sihan's gaze directly and retorted, "You've been so nice to me since last night, could it be that you're pitying me"

"You pity me!" Ming Sihan was instantly bewildered.

Lian Xing'er raised her chin and continued, "Do you think I was..."

At this point, she hesitated again, as if wanting to say something more but holding back.

Ming Sihan couldn't help but smile.

Lian Xing'er furrowed her brows and pouted, asking, "Why are you laughing"

"I'm laughing at how silly you are!" Ming Sihan grinned.

Lien Xing'er blinked her eyes, looking at Ming Sihan with confusion.

Ming Sihan simply put down the hairdryer in his hand, reaching out to hug Lian Xing'er into his arms and holding her tightly.

If his feeling was right, she was wearing nothing under his shirt at this moment.

"Let me go!" Lian Xing'er pushed against Ming Sihan's chest, her brow furrowed in displeasure.

Ming Sihan actually hugged her even tighter, grinning and saying, "From last night to now, I've been trying my best to cheer you up, but you think I'm pitying you. Are you stupid"

"You..." Lian Xing'er suddenly raised her hand in anger, pointing directly at Ming Sihan's nose.

Ming Sihan seized her soft little hand and suddenly became serious, continuing, "I just don't want you to have psychological trauma from yesterday. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep and have nightmares. I'm afraid you won't want to contact me again in the future."

And at this moment, even Xing'er fell silent instantly.

Ming Sihan smiled faintly, released her hand, and inexplicably began to take off his shirt.

Lián Xīng'er blinked in surprise, her gaze fixed on Míng Sīhán's slender fingers as they unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing the lean yet muscular chest beneath.

Her gaze followed his fingertip downward. As her shirt opened on either side, one, two, three, four, five, six! Six distinctly defined abdominal muscles were revealed.

"Want to touch it" Ming Sihan raised his lips slightly.

Lian Xing'er tilted her head slightly, looking up at Ming Sihan with a puzzled expression.

Ming Sihan simply pulled Lian Xing'er's hand and pressed it against his chest.

"Xing'er, all I want is for you to get over the shadow of last night's incident." He was worried that she would be afraid to approach men because of it, so he took the initiative to teach her by example, so she wouldn't feel resistant.

"After Lian Xing'er understood Ming Sihan's good intentions, she couldn't help but smile sweetly: "Do you think I, Lian Xing'er, am just anyone Could a little thing like that from last night have scared me However..."

"But what" Ming Sihan questioned, his voice laced with skepticism.

Lian Xing'er's fingertips slid from his chest all the way down to his abdominal muscles, then she folded her arms and touched her chin with a serious expression, saying: "Tsk tsk tsk—— You haven't been working out enough! My daddy even has eight-pack abs, you only have six!"

Ming Sihan was instantly speechless, his forehead veins throbbing, “...”

What is he worrying about for a heartless girl like her

15411/36586856 this headache of his, half a year had passed in a blink. The "Five Emperors Gate" became more and more rampant, but those who were caught were other gangs on the dark path.This is strange. On the dar...