Chapter 339: Chapter 225 Stealing the Undershirt_3
The air was filled with silence.
Xiao Ruoching slept deeply, but perhaps for some reason, a shred of consciousness remained clear.
Between dreams and reality, she sensed a dark figure flying in through the window and then hastily rummaging for something by her side, rustling softly.
The shadow’s figure felt very familiar, somewhat like her own master.
Xiao Ruoching couldn’t help but find it amusing. She never expected her dream to be so interesting.
This person, from head to toe, was completely covered, like a flower-stealing thief.
It seemed he was even undressing her. Could dreams be this vivid?
Hmm... Undressing.
A flower-stealing thief.
Hmm!??
Suddenly, Xiao Ruoching snapped to attention, realizing something was amiss. Her eyes widened in alarm. Her mouth opened to scream, but before she could, a pair of hands swiftly covered her mouth, pinning her down on the bed.
"Help... Mmph... Come..."
In her hurried panic, she kicked desperately at the figure above her, not noticing that her Phoenix Belly Band had floated off in the struggle.
The spectacular view blossomed under the bright moonlight...
Spiritual Energy surged around Xiao Ruoching as she tried to push away the person on top of her. However, her strength was insufficient, and another large hand firmly seized both of hers, pinning them together.
Her fair insteps arched as she tried to kick away, but she lacked the strength.
Finally, despair washed over Xiao Ruoching’s face. With a fierce clench of her teeth, she bit down—hard—on the hand covering her mouth.
HISS—
A familiar voice seemed to awaken Xiao Ruoching. She quieted down, staring at the familiar face before her—the face she thought of day and night. Only then did she realize who it was.
Master!??
Her full bosom rose and fell, trembling.
But Su Bei had no time to appreciate it. Or rather, he had already seen it but was suppressing his instincts to maintain his righteous image.
"Uh... Disciple, don’t make a sound," Su Bei whispered, his nose close to Xiao Ruoching’s shoulder. "It’s your master..." The delicate, intoxicating fragrance filled his senses, and he could feel the rise and fall of her chest, her breaths coming in shallow gasps.
Xiao Ruoching’s mind gradually recovered from extreme tension, only to become intensely tense again.
MMPH... MMPH...
She struggled with all her might.
Swallowing hard, Su Bei said with a bitter expression, "Disciple, I’ll let go! Just don’t shout!"
Only after seeing Xiao Ruoching nod did he release the hand she had bitten. Clear, bloody teeth marks were visible on his bruised skin.
This troublesome disciple of his really bit down hard!
Their position was rather awkward.
"Uh, Disciple... I swear I only wanted your Phoenix Belly Band, nothing else," he explained. "Do you believe me?"
Xiao Ruoching’s face flushed a deep red, then the color faded. Her eyes showed a mixture of shyness and anger, her anxiety barely concealed as she bit her thin lip tightly.
Her body was soaked with sweat from the struggle. Her close-fitting silk trousers were damp, and her hands firmly protected her chest as she looked up at Su Bei with a steely gaze, saying, "I believe..."
Su Bei chuckled softly, relieved, then nodded and said, "Good. Then your master will leave now, eh?"
...
Though the light was dim, he could see that his usually radiant and lovely troublesome disciple’s face was flushed crimson.
They locked eyes, so close they could almost feel each other’s...
Finally, a suppressed voice echoed in Su Bei’s ears, "Like hell I believe you!"
Xiao Ruoching’s eyes seemed to spit fire. Tears shimmered in them, a mixture of disappointment in Su Bei and, perhaps, frustration that things hadn’t progressed further!
Su Bei’s head throbbed. How was he supposed to explain this?
Knowing his troublesome disciple’s jealous nature, telling her the truth was not an option...