Chapter 543: Chapter 543
Why say something so blatantly honest?
Xie Baola pretended not to hear him, and with a girlish voice urged him, "Go find the hairdryer. If I don’t blow dry my hair in time, I’ll get a headache."
"You can ask the front desk."
She’s really acting spoiled.
Chen Jiayan said, but his actions were nimble as he quickly found the hairdryer and handed it to her.
Before giving it to her, he tested the hairdryer to make sure it was working.
Xie Baola took the hairdryer.
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Did she really think he felt nothing with her dressed ?
Willpower was meant to be broken.
No one knew how long he could hold out.
But this was exactly what Xie Baola wanted.
In her eyes, Chen Jiayan was like a delicious snack.
She was just waiting to unwrap him and consume him completely.
Xie Baola really hoped something would happen between them.
Afraid that her lecherous demeanor might scare Chen Jiayan, Xie Baola finally turned to leave.
But after a few steps, she suddenly stopped.
She turned back, "Chen Jiayan."
Chen Jiayan knew something was off the moment he saw her, his brows slightly furrowed, "What else?"
Xie Baola said, seemingly aggrieved, "I forgot to take it out. I can’t get into my room now."
Chen Jiayan was getting rather annoyed.
Hadn’t she had enough of these games?
He approached Xie Baola with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.
His icy gaze looked down at her from above,
Eyes filled with a profound and inscrutable charm.
"Miss Xie, are you doing this on purpose?"
Any rational person would think so.
Xie Baola started to explain but suddenly turned defiant, fearlessly stating, "I did it on purpose, so what?"
She placed her empty hand against Chen Jiayan’s chest,
Through a layer of clothing,
She felt his strong, beating heart.
Her delicate fingers gently traced circles on his chest,
The atmosphere seemed to turn ambiguous at that moment.
Xie Baola was both coy and flirtatious, her domineering gaze fixed on his face,
As if she intended to devour him whole.
Chen Jiayan expressionlessly removed her hand.
Xie Baola laughed wildly, quite pleased with herself, "You know I like you."
Suppressing a certain indescribable emotion rising in his heart, Chen Jiayan grabbed Xie Baola’s wrist and dragged her into the bathroom.
Far from resisting, Xie Baola went along with him, "Oh my, are you planning to do something to me in the bathroom?"
Her voice was coquettish,
Already sweet-sounding,
Now it was even more seductive.
Like a small brush tickling his heart,
Inexplicably captivating.
Chen Jiayan’s voice turned cold, "Finish blow-drying your hair before you come out."
With a "bang," he closed the bathroom door.
As he walked to the living room and poured a glass of water to drink, that glass of water couldn’t suppress the irritation burning inside him, so he gulped down several more glasses.
Only then did that implied emotion fade slightly.
Chen Jiayan leaned back, heavily gasping for breath.
Xie Baola looked at her flushed cheeks in the mirror, slightly smirking in triumph.
Although, she really hadn’t noticed whether she had taken the room card or not.
Soon, the sound of the hairdryer came from the bathroom.
Chen Jiayan stepped out onto the balcony to make a call to the front desk.
As soon as the front desk left, Xie Baola, having finished blow-drying her hair, came out.
Chen Jiayan was seated on the sofa, looking down at his phone.
Xie Baola approached Chen Jiayan, "Thank you for the hairdryer."
Chen Jiayan handed her a room card, "I asked the front desk to get a room card."
Xie Baola took it, "You’re really thoughtful."
Her tone was teasing.
Chen Jiayan’s expression turned grave, "Miss Xie."
Chen Jiayan had regained his composure, his face showing no signs of turmoil, "Get out."
"Oh." Xie Baola’s smile faded, "See you later."
Xie Baola left decisively.
Her demeanor really was puzzling.
Chen Jiayan couldn’t help but pinch the bridge of his nose.
It seemed her fragrance still lingered in the air.
Chen Jiayan felt stifled and agitated.
At eight in the evening.
A group set out for nearby Hot Spring Valley.
Xie Baola rode in Chen Jiayan’s car.
She wore hot pants paired with a light, ruffled-collar top, the long, ruffled sleeves covering her fair hands.
Seated in the passenger seat, she propped up her long legs.
The car quickly filled with her scent.
Chen Jiayan slightly frowned, "Did you spray perfume?"
Xie Baola looked at him.
"I’ve never used that stuff."
She lifted a strand of hair and sniffed it, "Maybe it’s the scent of my hair."
"Should I jump out of the car then?"
Chen Jiayan locked the door, "Stop it."
Xie Baola covered her mouth and laughed, "Don’t worry, I’m not about to joke with my life."
What right did those who engage in adventurous activities have to say such a thing?
Chen Jiayan didn’t argue, silently driving.
Soon, they arrived at Hot Spring Valley.
The springs were segregated by gender.
Even if Xie Baola wanted to join Chen Jiayan in the springs, it was impossible.
She changed clothes and entered the springs, sending a message to Qiao Xi: [Xi Bao, are you busy?]
Qiao Xi took a while to reply: [Just finished. What’s up?]
Xie Baola sent a selfie to her: [In the springs, your brother’s here too.]
[Qiao Xi: You two are moving fast, huh?]
[Xie Baola: No, just hanging out with some friends.]
Xie Baola sighed, her pretty face troubled: [Your brother is hard to win over.]
Qiao Xi sent a cheering emoticon to her.
Xie Baola had no choice but to probe Qiao Xi about Chen Jiayan’s matters.
But it seemed she didn’t get any useful information.
When it was about time, Xie Baola rose from the water.
Drip-drop, the ground flooded with water.
She walked barefoot back to her room.
Asking Da Pao how things were on their end via her phone.
Seeing Da Pao’s reply, Xie Baola took a hot shower and changed clothes,
Then went to find them in the lounge area.
Chen Jiayan and a few friends sat together, enjoying a lighthearted conversation.
The smile on his face was faint, yet it radiated a rare relaxation.
He truly had a handsome smile.
Though he usually seemed aloof, his smile brought a warm feeling.
Xie Baola was mesmerized by that one smile.
She picked up the wine glass in front of Chen Jiayan and took a sip.
A friend began to speak but was immediately silenced by Da Pao covering his mouth.
Xie Baola laughed playfully, "Chen Jiayan and I don’t differentiate between ’yours’ and ’mine’."
Damn, that’s fast progress.
"What are you guys so happily chatting about?"
Xie Baola conveniently took the seat next to Chen Jiayan.
"What else do men chat about, of course, about women," Da Pao deliberately said.
Xie Baola frowned, "Chen Jiayan is different from you guys, don’t lead him astray."
Do you have some kind of filter for Chen Jiayan?