Chapter 102: He Needed a Cold Shower

Did that girl even know how seductive she looked?

And yet she had dared to show up dressed like that to see him.

Did she not know that where she was concerned, he had never had any resistance at all?

He would devour her.

Yan Yichen frowned. How was he supposed to endure such temptation right in front of him?

But he could not touch her at the moment, and that thought left his mood truly dark.

Meng Yier lifted her eyes and met the man’s burning gaze, dark and gleaming as obsidian.

The man suddenly looked a little flustered and withdrew his eyes, clearing his throat to conceal the feverish agitation in his heart.

“Dressed like that, are you sure you did not come here to tempt me?”

His deep, sensual voice carried an unmistakable rasp.

Those clear, composed eyes filled with confusion and surprise.

Looking down, Meng Yier saw that she was actually standing in front of him in a revealing spaghetti-strap nightdress, and her pretty face instantly flushed bright red.

“Ah...”

With a startled cry, she lowered her head in mortification and wrapped her arms over her chest.

This was simply too much!

Right now, she wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

She had actually rushed out wearing this kind of nightgown.

She must have been driven mad by the gossip and slander online.

It had to be that.

Meng Yier stood dazed and at a loss for a moment before recovering, then fled back to her own place, her whole face burning with shame.

Watching her panicked retreat, the smile in Yan Yichen’s eyes deepened.

How could this girl be so adorable?

And yet the heat inside him, left unrelieved, ached painfully.

He let out a heavy sigh and went straight upstairs into the bedroom, peeling off the sleepwear on his body.

Right now, he needed a cold shower.

Calm down.

When Meng Yier returned again, fully and properly dressed, she could not find Yan Yichen anywhere downstairs, so she instinctively went up to the second floor.

When she reached the door of his bedroom, she knocked, but no one answered. Meng Yier pressed her ear to the door and listened carefully. Hearing what sounded like running water inside, she pushed the door open and went in.

The large bedroom was empty, and the sound of water came clearly from the bathroom.

She walked to the door and knocked gently.

“Yan Yichen?”

The running water inside cut off at once, and his deep, seductive voice came from within.

“Wait for me a moment.”

“It’s already morning, why are you taking a shower? Come out quickly, something huge has happened, do you know that?”

Her tone was full of urgency. Seeing how unhurried he was, she was sure he still had no idea what kind of storm he had stirred up online.

“Let me come out first.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of water started again in the bathroom.

Meng Yier leaned weakly against the wall and let out a helpless sigh.

“Then hurry up.”

Ten minutes later, Yan Yichen came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, holding a towel in one hand and drying his dripping hair. Water slid down from his smooth forehead.

A devil indeed.

Sexy, and carrying an air of abstinent allure.

Meng Yier’s heart began to pound wildly, and she forcibly turned her gaze away.

She silently recited three times: form is emptiness, emptiness is form.

Swallowing hard, she said, “I’ll wait for you downstairs. Hurry up.”

With that, she blushed and rushed downstairs.

When Yan Yichen came down fully dressed, he saw Meng Yier pacing anxiously back and forth in the living room.

“What do you want to tell me?”

Meng Yier turned around, frowning as she said urgently, “Yan Yichen, go online and look right now. The internet has already exploded.”

“Oh?”

Yan Yichen took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, opened it, took a sip, and then walked over to the sofa and sat down.

Meng Yier followed and sat beside him.