Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

She blinked, and her eyes fell upon his beautiful face as her eyelashes fluttered.

“I... I wasn’t worried about anything...”

She felt like she had been tempted, but she didn’t know why she didn’t push Gu Xichao’s hand away.

When he saw that Jiang Yuan didn’t resist, he smirked as he felt a frothy layer of joy appear in his heart.

He usually didn’t smile.

However, when he smiled, his eyes were pure and beautiful, as if hundreds of flowers were blooming. His gorgeousness was the kind that would make one’s soul tremble.

Gu Xichao then leaned forward and pinched her face.

His long, pale fingers moved up slowly, passed her lips, and stroked Jiang Yuan’s thick eyebrows, and finally stopped at the vermillion mark on her forehead.

His action was too affectionate.

Their distance was getting extremely close. Jiang Yuan needed only to raise her head slightly, and their two tall noses would brush against each other.

“Yuan...”

His whisper came out from his thin lips. The man’s slightly low voice was somehow filled with lust.

“Can I call you that?”

The voice that entered through her ear was magnetic as if a small brush was brushing her eardrums. It could make one blush.

Jiang Yuan really did blush.

‘God! What is this man doing???

‘Seducing her?’

She took a deep breath and suppressed the strange feelings bubbling in her heart. Then, she extended her hand and pressed on his delicate chin. She then pushed away from the beautiful, pale face.

The woman’s pale, pretty face was expressionless as she coldly said, “No.”

She pretended she was cruel and heartless.

Afterward, she quickly went into the bedroom. She was faster than a rabbit.

Gu Xichao, who was pushed away, was speechless.

Gu Xichao blinked, but he didn’t say anything more. He only extended his hand and tugged at his collar as his lips stretched into a straight line.

Then, the man looked down. His petal-like mouth parted slightly.

He said it in a very, very low voice, “How unromantic...”

***

Jiang Yuan walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Gu Xichao had already changed into his pajamas and was lying on the soft, giant bed.

In his hand was a book, his white, slender finger flipping it nonchalantly.

When Jiang Yuan came out, the man looked up. As light was refracted through the lenses, his deep blue eyes became exquisitely lovely.

Gu Xichao’s hand was supporting his chin as he looked at her. He scanned her as he smirked. Then, he asked, “Are you done?”

It was like he was simply asking her.

Jiang Yuan answered with an ‘mhmm’, and then felt that it was getting very weird.

What kind of conversation was this??

She slowly approached the bed and then sat on it. She lifted off the blanket and lay down stiffly.

During the entire thing, Jiang Yuan was expressionless.

In her mind, “@#@%?#@...”

‘Is something wrong with him??’

Jiang Yuan quietly pulled the blanket up over her head.

‘Ah! Stop thinking about me. I’m already dead!’

When he saw how Jiang Yuan acted, Gu Xichao could feel his lips twitch.

He pulled the blanket and said in a low voice, “Don’t sleep with your blanket over your head.”

Jiang Yuan pretended to be dead and said nothing.

Gu Xichao let out a laugh and slowly moved over. He extended his fingers and used some strength to pull down the blanket covering Jiang Yuan’s face.

At that moment.

Two pairs of eyes stared into each other.

Jiang Yuan blinked innocently and asked, “What are you doing?”

Her hands were still on the soft blanket.

He bent and lowered his body, his long hands supporting himself on the soft bed. Jiang Yuan would soon be in his embrace.

“Are you nervous?”

There was a hint of a smile in his voice.

She had just been shoved into the bed.

She had just been shoved into the bed!

Jiang Yuan’s brain repeated this sentence like a broken record.

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