The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"Click".

The bathroom door opened.

As soon as Xingyao shoved the pillow behind her back, she froze on the edge of the bed, her breathing slowing down.

Warm steam wafted out of the bathroom.

It has a faint scent of shower gel.

It smells good...

Xingyao's ear tips turned red instantly.

"Gulp."

She swallowed unconsciously.

Ye Chuhao was wearing a light gray bathrobe, the belt loosely tied around his waist, and a towel draped around his neck.

He seemed extremely tired.

With his eyes half-closed, he casually grabbed a towel and rubbed his wet hair.

Water droplets from the ends of her hair rolled down her chin, only to be blocked by the collar of her bathrobe.

Xingyao's eyes widened in surprise.

"Class monitor..."

"It smells so good..."

The words had just left his mouth.

She was stunned.

What did I just say?

Did I say what was on my mind?

It’s over.

It's over again.

Ye Chuhao glanced at her, his eyes showing a lazy, sleepy look.

He seemed to have both not heard clearly and seemed to have heard clearly.

In short, he didn't expose it.

Xingyao immediately buried her face in the pillow.

Help.

Is it too late for her to pretend to be dead?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The sound of a hairdryer soon began.

Ye Chuhao stood at the bathroom door, drying his hair as he mumbled, "You should go take a shower too."

"Otherwise, the sweat will stick to your clothes, making them feel sticky."

"what?"

Xingyao shuddered.

Her face flushed red instantly.

"I...I..."

"Class monitor, I don't..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Her body suddenly stiffened again.

Xingyao mechanically lowered its head.

Sometime later, the teapot next to her was knocked over.

Tea dripped down the spout of the teapot, drop by drop.

"Tick-tock".

"Tick-tock".

The tea spilled onto her clothes and legs, soaking them completely.

Xingyao's mind went blank for a moment.

over……

"Whoosh—"

She suddenly stood up.

"Class monitor!"

"I'm going to take a shower!!!"

Before the words had even finished,

She had already rushed past Ye Chuhao like a gust of wind.

"boom--"

The bathroom door was slammed shut.

Ye Chuhao dried his hair, glanced down at the tea on the floor, and then at the closed bathroom door.

After a while.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Pfft, this physique is not bad~"

He waved his hand casually.

The tea on the floor disappeared, and the wet cushion was restored to its original state.

After doing all that, Ye Chuhao returned to the bedside and leaned back.

I sank into the soft bedding, too lazy to even move my fingertips.

Comfortable.

I can finally sleep.

in the bathroom.

Xingyao leaned against the door, covering her face with her hands, her head practically steaming.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"The class monitor must not have seen it."

"wrong."

"The class monitor is so smart, he must have seen it..."

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became.

She slowly squatted down, burying her face in her knees.

Ugh.

She was too ashamed to face anyone.

but……

The class monitor didn't seem to be laughing at her either.

I didn't ask her to wash the sheets either.

He didn't look down on her at all.

The little angel and the little devil in Xingyao's head immediately started fighting.

The little devil was screaming while clutching a fork.

It's over! It's over!

The class monitor definitely thinks you're showing off!

The little angel held up a small halo to refute.

No, not at all!

The class monitor will never look down on you!

At last.

The little angel wins.

Xingyao took a deep breath and stood up again.

"right."

"The class monitor definitely won't dislike me."

"I'll go see a doctor later and ask him to prescribe some medicine for me."

"Let's address this issue of being easily stressed."

"The class monitor has even less reason to dislike me!"

She spent a long time convincing herself.

I finally managed to calm my racing heart back down.

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

"Splash—"

A while later.

The sound of water stopped.

The bathroom door was ajar.

Xingyao cautiously peeked out half her head.

Bed.

Ye Chuhao was already asleep.

He lay on his side, his arm casually draped over the pillow, the blanket only covering half of him.

Breathing very lightly.

She looks really sleepy.

Xingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

But a vague sense of loss welled up inside me.

original……

Taking a bath is really just taking a bath.

Sleeping is really just sleeping.

She was wearing a pink bathrobe and slippers, and tiptoed to the bedside.

Then he carefully climbed into bed.

She lay down next to Ye Chuhao.

I stole a glance at his profile from a distance.

As I watched, I became somewhat lost in thought.

How long?

How long has it been since I slept in the same bed with my class monitor?

It seems to have only happened when I was very, very young.

Afternoon nap at the orphanage.

Everyone lay down in a row.

She can't sleep.

Then she secretly turned around to look at Ye Chuhao's small face.

The class monitor back then was good-looking too.

She's very well-behaved when she's asleep.

She couldn't resist sneaking a kiss while he was asleep.

Hey.

Xingyao's eyes curved into crescent moons.

Looking at the face so close to hers, her heart began to flutter again.

or……

A sneaky kiss?

Anyway.

It's perfectly normal for a wife to kiss her husband, isn't it?

Correct.

Very normal.

Xingyao cheered herself up in her heart.

As long as the class monitor doesn't hide later.

That proves he acquiesced.

From now on, whenever she wants to kiss the class monitor, she can ask for a kiss without any qualms.

She moved closer little by little.

The movements are very slow.

It was so slow that you could see the fine downy hairs on Ye Chuhao's face.

You could also feel the warmth emanating from him.

But just as her lips were about to touch Ye Chuhao's cheek...

Ye Chuhao suddenly tilted his head.

I narrowly avoided it.

Xingyao froze, feeling as if something had squeezed her heart.

Did he dodge it?

Did the class monitor avoid her?

Her eyes slowly reddened, and her lips gradually tightened.

Why did the class monitor avoid her?

He already said that she is his wife.

Deceiving.

Big liar.

Xingyao closed her eyes, curled up into a small ball, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

next second.

The coolness on my cheeks was suddenly replaced by warmth.

A pair of lips gently brushed against the corner of her eye, wiping away her tears little by little.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of arms pulled her into their arms.

Before Xingyao could react, she was gently lifted up.

"what?"

She opened her eyes.

My vision was still a little blurry.

Ye Chuhao supported her arms and gently lifted her up.

Like picking up a pitiful little rabbit.

next moment.

She fell into Ye Chuhao's arms, and warmth enveloped her entire body.

"I was half asleep just now."

Ye Chuhao looked down at her, his voice still carrying a smile.

"Come."

"Little stutterer."

"Now I'll give you as many kisses as you want."

Given Ye Chuhao's current level of cultivation, it's impossible for him to truly sleep without realizing it.

Just now, he was lost in thought and casually kicked Little Heavenly Dao a few times to make it update faster.

I was a beat too slow to react.

I really didn't mean to hide.

But Xingyao didn't know.

Hearing this, she felt wronged.

She pouted and turned her head to try to break free.

"I...I won't kiss you."

"I don't want to at all."

"snort."

"fraud."

"Big liar."

Ye Chuhao looked at her red eyes and chuckled.

He first completely concealed all the divine essence of the Immortal Emperor within his body.

Even the slightest spark of inspiration emanating from his breath was suppressed to the gentlest degree.

no way.

The little stutterer is too fragile.

In his world, a single grain of dust could fill the sea, and a single blade of grass could cleave the sun, moon, and stars—this is no exaggeration.

What if it's not suppressed?

I kissed her and she exploded.

That would really be an accident.

After confirming that Xingyao could handle it, Ye Chuhao raised his hand and gently brought her head back from its twisted position.

then.

I kissed her on the lips.

"Pop".

It's very light.

But he kissed Xingyao so hard she was completely stunned.

She stared at him, her eyes wide, covering her mouth.

Ye Chuhao asked with a smile, "Little stutterer."

"Want another kiss?"