"Sit down." Qiongying opened the gauze curtain and motioned for him to sit by the bed.
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, this was her bed, how could he touch it so casually?
"Why don't I sit on the chair over there." He thought it was probably because he was checking the red lotus on the back of his neck that it would be more suitable for him to sit on the chair.
"No, it's right here!" Qiongying's tone left no room for doubt.
"But..." Ye Chen was still struggling and wanted to say something else.
"No buts!" Qiongying interrupted his nonsense. She didn't want to hear any more words to refute her.
Ye Chen didn't dare to say anything more. He sat down very cooperatively and upright. His meticulous manner and restrained and steady cultivation showed that he was a very strict person.
"Take off your shoes." Qiongying looked at him condescendingly, but there was no such awe-inspiring aura, instead he was proud of his success.
"..." Ye Chen couldn't react for a moment. Did she say it wrong, or did he hear it wrong?
"Still not taking it off?" Qiong Ying's voice slightly increased, showing that she was a little unhappy.
"But..." Ye Chen couldn't think at all. She wouldn't let him sleep here...
"I don't want to hear any more doubts and questions!"
"..." Ye Chen stopped talking, but there was a huge wave in his heart. His thoughts were bound by etiquette and he could not go beyond the rules, but compared to her, any etiquette was not important.
Seeing his tangled look, Qiong Ying became impatient with waiting. He had always been straightforward and without any sloppiness, but now he was dragging his feet, obviously wanting to resist!
"If you don't hurry up, I'll have to do it myself!" Qiongying put down the gauze curtain and took a step closer.
"I can do it myself..." Ye Chen's voice was almost inaudible, and he took off his boots in a few moments, and covered his feet with the hem of his clothes, because her gaze was too direct, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"Take off your clothes too." Qiong Ying's words were shocking, but her tone seemed to be talking about something so ordinary and minor.
"No need." Ye Chen groaned in his heart, even if he teased him, he couldn't do this...
"Then I have to do it myself."
Qiong Ying's patience ran out and she didn't give him any room to think. She had already walked up to him and stretched out her hands to pull his clothes. The speed was unusually fast and much neater than his dawdling.
"Master..." Ye Chen exclaimed and ducked back. Unexpectedly, he tried to hide away but had no way to retreat. If he retreated, he would fall asleep on her bed.
Qiongying didn't allow him to resist, and had already torn his robe into chaos, but couldn't pull it off.
During the pushing and shoving, there was inevitably physical contact. Ye Chen was originally confused, but suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol, and he calmed down. He thought she was probably drunk.
Seeing that he didn't resist, Qiongying put one hand around his waist, pulled with a little force, and pulled his belt apart, finally letting his robe loosen a little.
"Master, wait!" Ye Chen was so frightened that he was already disheveled. This was too indecent, so he immediately stopped her hand.
"What's wrong?" Qiongying paused, with doubts in his eyes, but not a hint of drunkenness.
"You, you are drunk..." Ye Chen looked at her seriously. She was a little different from usual at this time. Normally she would never be like this...
"No." Qiongying said without any doubt, she had never been drunk before.
"You've been drinking." Ye Chen smelled the smell of alcohol on her body, as well as other fruity and floral aromas, which were not her usual aroma.