Chapter 1

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Night had fallen.

The dim light emitted by the orange wall lamp enveloped the inviting room.

The gasps of the man and woman mingled together.

They lay together on the big soft white bed.

Her ankle rested on his shoulder.

Shui Miaomiao was in a daze. She could not see his face. All she could feel was his strong body and the explosive fierceness of his moves.

Her gaze fell on his abdomen. She could vaguely see a fiery cloud-shaped birthmark, which was the only mark on his firm and strong body.

The birthmark expanded in her mind. It expanded into a raging fire, pushing her to the clouds.

After reaching the top, she slowly descended. The man’s face seemed to become clearer and clearer.

Shui Miaomiao’s breath became rapid.

Knock! Knock! She could hear the sound of tapping on the table.

Shui Miaomiao’s heart skipped a beat. She grasped hold of the hand which was tapping and said, “Yanyan, stop disturbing me. I’m almost done.”

“Having a sexy dream?” a man’s voice said into Miaomiao’s ear.

“Huh?” Shui Miaomiao asked. She was suddenly aware that something was not right.

The voice in her ears did not sound like Yanyan and the hand she was holding was very big, very wide, and very thick. It was not at all like the hand that a small person like Yanyan would have.

Shui Miaomiao woke up out of shock. She opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

He was wearing a light blue suit.

His eyebrows were thick and black. Even though he was not angry, he had a powerful aura.

His eyelids were wide and deep and under them, his pupils were as black as ink lotus abstruse.

His face shape was also perfect.

Shui Miaomiao did not even notice his beauty. She had only one thought in her mind: how could her Yanyan look so similar to him?

“Mochen, here’s another girl who is mesmerized by your appearance. You can overthrow others’ hearts.”

Shui Miaomiao heard the voice of another man. Then, she noticed that another man was standing next to the man who had spoken first. However, the aura of the second man was completely suppressed by the man in front of her, causing him to almost go unnoticed.

Shen Mochen’s lips curled upwards slightly. His eyes glanced at his hand as he said to Shui Miaomiao, “It’s fine for you to hold my hand. You can go to your boyfriend if you urgently need it.”

“What do I need?” Shui Miaomiao blurted out. After she worked out what had happened, she knew what he was talking about. She blushed a little as she said, “I don’t need it.”

“If you don’t need it, why are you still holding my friend’s hand?” said the man that stood behind Shen Mochen. He was making fun of her.

Shui Miaomiao let go of it instantly.

“Looks like the little boy craze has not awakened from her sleep,” the man said.

Little Boy Craze?

She didn’t like the name.

Shui Miaomiao curved her eyes into a crescent shape, smiled and asked, “Who are you calling Little Boy Craze?”

“I’m Little Boy Craze…” Before the man finished his words, he found himself caught in her trap.

Shui Miaomiao chuckled. She stood up, took her bag out of the desk, pointed to her head and said, “Daily necessities.”

The man did not know how to answer her at that moment. He looked at Shen Mochen, asking for help.

Shen Mochen gave a malicious smile, and he continued what Shui Miaomiao had said. “Your daily necessities have slept for two classes and have not properly woken up yet. You need to pay quite a lot of attention to their maintenance.”

Shui Miaomiao gazed at Shen Mochen for a second.

He was just like the elegant young master who had walked straight out of a book. He looked as calm as jade and was very charming.

However, his eyes made Shui Miaomiao feel a sense of panic.

“Any maintenance I do now will mean I can make better use of it later. You don’t think that way, so you probably don’t understand.” Shui Miaomiao stood up with a grin on her face. She picked up her backpack, swung it over her shoulder and got ready to leave.