Chapter 55: The Clothing Storm

  "Alright, alright, no need to rub anymore!" I'm afraid that if he continues to rub me down, my heart will wear out from beating too fast.

  I wanted to pull my foot back, but he grabbed it with one hand.

  He said: "If you don't rub it, it will swell tomorrow. You wouldn't want me to carry you to school, would you?"

  Being carried to school by him? No way! I'd never want to be carried to school by him. That would definitely make me the center of attention. I pouted my lips,

  Muttering softly: "Anyway, giving you a massage won't make me lose any flesh, and I can also enjoy the prince's massage skills."

  For some reason, as I was rubbing, I suddenly felt very sleepy and fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up again, it was already the next morning. I rubbed my tired eyes, and when my vision was completely clear... I found that I was wearing pajamas! I vaguely remembered that before I went to sleep, I didn't seem to be wearing any clothes at all! Could it be...

  I stiffened my neck and slowly turned my head...

  Beep boop beep — (This is a mechanical sound made when turning one's head.)

  There is a boy on the left side of the bed...

  Was it him who helped me put on my clothes?

  "Ah——"

  "Ah——"

  "Ah——"

  My innocence, my purity, all lost in the hands of this stinky boy.

  "What's all the commotion about so early in the morning?" Nan Gong Yao Ying's voice lazily rang out.

  Damn it! He still dares to ask me what's wrong? I glare at the boy who was just woken up, grab his collar and shake him violently, "Tell me if you're the one who changed my clothes!"

  He slowly smoothed out the disheveled silver hair, gazing at me with sleepy eyes and said in a very languid tone: "Yes! I'm the one who changed your clothes."

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  Thank you for the red envelope from friend 1071743856! O(∩_∩)O~

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