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Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by anks

He is scared to see An Chuxia fall. He immediately lunges forward to catch her.

However, earth's gravity can't be ignored. She falls before he can catch her. Anxiously, he grabs her collar.

All they hear is a loud rip. Her outfit is torn. What's worse, she lands in his arms after he tugs.

He didn't think she's that flexible! All of a sudden, she tries to pull them from the ground. That's the moment Qilu's face darkens.

Nothing is more awkward for him than trying to save her while wearing nothing but a towel. The piece of cloth comes undone. As soon as An Chuxia lands on him, his body is completely bare.

"Ah!" An Chuxia screams in surprise. She accidentally elbows him on the stomach and knocks the air out of him.

"Why did you have to pull me, too?" he scolds her.

Suddenly, they hear footsteps outside the door. Jiang Yuan's voice is heard. "Son, do you want to eat supper? I was going to ask An Chuxia to … ."

“Eat.” The word is lost as soon as she opens the door. She freezes the moment she sees them.

She sees her son's naked body on top of An Chuxia's. She isn't sure if she missed something but she scolds herself for interrupting.

"I didn't meant to interrupt. Please continue," Jiang Yuan states as she smiles, leaving the room.

The door shuts with a resounding thud.

An Chuxia is more than mortified to be caught in such a precarious situation with Han Qilu by no other than Jiang Yuan. Her nightgown is torn, her chest is exposed, and he is just staring at her.

He, on the other hand can feel himself hardening… His starts scolding himself, Bad!

“Close your eyes!” Han shouts an order to her.

An Chu closes her eyes, but then she thought, shouldn't he shut his eyes, too?

“Why should I be the one closing their eyes? I didn't look at you!” An Chuxia argues. What she does not notice is how cute his expression is in regard to the situation. Even the iceberg, Han Qilu, can be fl.u.s.tered.

He really can't wait to strangle her! Taking a deep breath, Han Qilu threatens, “If you do not close your eyes, then… I will take you here!"

An Chuxia certainly understands what the seventeen-year-old Han Qilu means when he says ‘take you’. Afraid, she immediately closes her eyes, regardless the threat.

He separates himself from her safely once he sees her obediently close her eyes. She's definitely a fool. Perhaps, it's high time for this idiot to suffer. However, in the event this person is gone, he's unsure how uncomfortable he'd feel.

"That's it! My eyes are shut. What are you doing?" An Chuxia asks Qilu. Reflexively, she opens her eyes… .

Translated by newbienoona

Edited and proofread by pumpkingirl

“Ah!!!” After she screams, An Chuxia hurriedly covers her eyes.

Han Qilu's face is beyond dark. He mercilessly stares at An Chuxia; his expression, apathetic. He is a man, and it is no big deal to be seen. He slowly walks to his huge wardrobe selection and opens the closet door to retrieve clothes.

As long as he isn't angry, he is the epitome of dignity.

After donning on pajamas, he takes one of his robes and hands it to An Chuxia. He squats and asks, “What did you see?"

“Ah?” An Chuxia is dumbfounded. She doesn't dare open her eyes and is afraid to move. Because of what transpired, her mind remains blank.

Han Qilu jokingly elicits a smile. His eyes could not help but glance at her chest. Although she's mostly covered, he can see the top part of her cleavage. Ah, she's not entirely flat-chested… .

Despite not seeing anything, his body suddenly reacts. d.a.m.n it! He scolds himself in his head but why can't he stand being tempted?

He raises his hand and throws the garment at An Chuxia's head. Han Qilu turns his back to her. "What are you still doing there? Are you dead? Get dressed quickly."

Listening to his tone, An Chuxia presumes he's dressed. She moves a bit. She is puzzled when she looks at the robe thrown her way. She looks down and realizes her torn outfit…

“Ah!!!” she screams.

"If you want me to see your little chest, hurry up and give me the robe. I have something to say to you,” he says.

She doesn't speak while he maintains his posture against her.

As she swallows hard, she digests the mental image of what Jiang Yuan witnessed. Picturing what she saw, she'd expect… things to be not so simple.

But she didn't dare think too much. She is afraid Han Qilu would turn around at any time. She quickly takes off her nightgown and changes into Han Qilu's robe. But then, the robe is f**king big: she can wear the top and mop the floor with the cloth dragging on the floor.

She waves the long sleeves. Ooh, they can be playthings!

"I'm dressed…You wanted to say something?" She is anxious to get over this conversation so she can explain to Jiang Yuan what happened. She is afraid she misunderstood what she saw.

He was about to tell her to listen well until he faced her. He can't help but laugh at her comical appearance.

"What are you laughing at?" She touches her hair. He laughs every time she moves but she isn't sure if he's really laughing or smirking.

He doesn't answer her question. Instead, he takes a few steps to her. "You're so stupid. You can't even tie the belt to your robe."

He actually bends over to help secure the belt around her. An Chuxia is suddenly paralyzed.

Didn't she say the devil may be childish but handsome as well?

She watches him as he knots the belt. When he suddenly looks at her, her face flushes red. "I… I will tie the belt."