LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhong Qing suddenly thought of his own world, the beautiful narcissus boy in Greek mythology.

She had never seen the appearance of that beautiful boy, but at this moment she thought that no matter how beautiful she was, she couldn't be more beautiful than the person in front of her.

Angelil looked at her and smiled: "As you can see, I just came."

Love: "..."

She promptly put aside the messy thoughts in her mind, looked down, and made sure that the bubbles in the pool would prevent her from seeing anything she shouldn't, and she felt relieved a little.

She cooled her expression and focused on the current focus.

"Trespassing into a lady's room..."

Before she could finish speaking, Angelil nodded obediently and admitted her mistake: "I'm very sorry."

In fact, his room and Chung's room were adjacent.

He just broke in when he heard Zhong Qing's sudden laughter.

This behavior obviously goes against the upbringing given to him by the Fanximen family.

He stood up and apologized to Zhongqing very solemnly.

Zhongqing thought he would go back after apologizing, but instead he put one hand on the edge of the bath and looked at Zhongqing unblinkingly.

"Dear Angelise, may I have the pleasure of bathing with you?"

Love: "..."

She looked at the eagerness in the other person's eyes, gritted her teeth and sneered: "No."

Angelil was obviously very disappointed, but he didn't bother anymore and walked out of the bathroom, taking the door that he had broken open with him.

Zhongqing is a bit dumbfounded.

Angelil's behavior is always strange. He is obviously very domineering in some aspects, but he will consult the other party's opinion before doing something.

It can be said to be quite contradictory.

After experiencing the scene just now, Zhong Qing had no intention of taking a bath.

She cleaned herself up, put on the bathrobe prepared by the castle attendant and walked out.

To her surprise, Angelil was sitting in her room, sitting at the table and reading a book.

When he saw Zhong Qing come out, he put down the book in his hand.

Zhongqing watched his apparently casual movements, but every move was as smooth as flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

Some elegance is really engraved in the bones.

Even though he had abandoned all the pretense of etiquette at this moment, he was still a man so elegant and charming that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

"Is there anything else, Angelil?" Zhong Qing asked.

Angelil stood up.

He was almost a head taller than Zhong Qing. The two of them were so close. For some reason, the first thing that flashed through Zhong Qing's mind was that this was the height difference between lovers that was most suitable for kissing.

Angelil stretched out his hand and brushed it on Zhong Qing's wet long hair, which instantly became dry and soft.

"I came to say goodnight to you, Angelise," he whispered.

He didn't say any unnecessary words this time, but Zhong Qing had a feeling that he was being cherished at the top of his heart.

A smile appeared on her lips unconsciously: "Good night, Angelil."

Angelil looked down at him, moved his lips, and finally said, "Can I ask for a good night kiss?"

Zhongqing looked up and saw that he didn't speak, but stood on tiptoes and lightly pressed the corner of his lips.

"Are you ready?" she asked with a smile.

Angelil stretched out his hand to touch the place where he had just been kissed, feeling sour and sweet in his heart, a feeling he had never felt before.

Although he had always acted skillfully and calmly, this was indeed the first time in his long life that he had been kissed.