Chapter 69 - Luo Qianqian is Wasted

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nChapter 69: Luo Qianqian is Wasted

nThe girl’s clothes was a bit loose and after the tossing about in the study just now, Murong Yun was enjoying what was unveiling in front of him.

nFlawless skin, perfect body, pretty little face… …

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nMurong Yun surrendered, he decided to throw the principles out of the window.

nWith that in mind he touched Luo Qianqian’s face only to find this girl who was raising a hue and cry just a moment ago now fell asleep.

n‘She fell asleep? What about me?’

nMurong Yun pressed his forehead and gave a bitter smile, he found this little drunkard who had taken over his own bed so cute.

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n‘She is mine, I can wait.’

n‘But what if I can’t find the cure to the Frigid Poison in my body, Luo Qianqian will have to face the world all by herself!’

n‘I need to find the cure, for my Qianqian!’

nLuo Qianqian who was sleeping like a baby, had no idea what the man was thinking about, she grabbed Murong Yun’s arms as a pillow.

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nMurong Yun, however, felt the change in that part of his body. He withdrew his arms hastily and jumped off the bed.

nHe went to the Hot Spring hidden in his mansion, he spent a long time doing his thinking there. He didn’t come back until he was confident that Luo Qianqian fell into a deep and peaceful slumber.

nLuo Qianqian talked in her sleep when Murong Yun came back, “Come on over gorgeous, I told you I’m a fortune tell, I’m telling you I’m your only match in the entire world… …”

nMurong Yun smiled, he looked at this girl lying right next to him and mumbled, “Yes, I know you are my only match.”

nLuo Qianqian slept sprawled all over the bed, Murong Yun would feel the change of that part of the body by her careless touch.

nThat was indeed a long night for Murong Yun.

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nLuo Qianqian on the other hand was enjoying her sleep, she even snored.

nSeeing the beauty lying next to her, Murong Yun told himself that he would not encourage this girl to drink!

nThe next morning—

nBirds were chirping amid the rays of sunlight, fragrance of flowers wafted into the room, such a pleasant morning.

nThe wine in ancient times were not necessarily strong in alcohol content, but they had a strong delayed effect on the body due to manufacture methods. Luo Qianqian underestimated that last night, and she got totally wasted.

nTo make it worse, she opened her eyes this morning with a splitting headache.

n‘What’s this familiar feeling? Am I having a massive hangover?’

nLuo Qianqian blinked her eyes a few times, trying to wake her body up.

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n‘Wait, why is my bedding so soft and velvety?’

n“It must be my Xiao Yue, she knew I was drunk so she changed my bedding to help me have some better sleep, what a considerate girl my Xiao Yue is.’

nLuo Qianqian mumbled, “Ouch, I regret my life choices, I shouldn’t have drunk that much last night.”

nShe just hated to come off as weak when Luo Yuyan proposed her a toast,, and one thing led to another, everyone was proposing her a toast for several rounds. And she tasted the wine, it wasn’t strong, so she didn’t think much and kept drinking.

n“You are awake?” a familiar gentle voice rang.

nHearing that, Luo Qianqian’s body turned stiff for a second.

n‘Isn’t that Murong Yun’s voice?’

nShe thought she was dreaming, she laughed and mumbled, “haha, why am I dreaming about Murong Yun? Is this a bad omen?”

nMurong Yun’s face darkened.

n‘Why am I a bad omen?’

nHe slapped on Luo Qianqian gently to punish her for saying that, as luck would have it, Luo Qianqian happened to turn over when Murong Yun slapped her, Murong Yun’s hand landed on her… on her butt.

nLuo Qianqian flushed crimson.

nShe realized she wasn’t dreaming!

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nShe opened her eyes with some efforts, what came to her sight was Murong Yun’s gorgeous face.

nNo wonder she felt her bedding was extra comfy just now, she was sleeping on Murong Yun’s body.

nLuo Qianqian looked at herself up and down, she found her clothes were hanging on her body loosely, covering barely anything.

n“Murong Yun, how very dare you! I was drunk last night, how can you do this to me?” Luo Qianqian screamed and covered her chest with both hands.

n‘Wait, isn’t it widely know that Murong Yun… Murong Yun is impotent?’ thought Luo Qianqian.

n‘Could it be someone else, say a maid, has helped me take my clothes off and put on this one for me?’ Luo Qianqian had no idea what she wore the day before.

n‘It couldn’t be Murong Yun, he is better than that.’

nMurong Yun looked at Luo Qianqian in the eye and replied, “I haven’t done anything too you, relax.”

nLuo Qianqian heaved a sigh of relief.

nShe looked around the room and…

nShe found this wasn’t her room, but she found this room very familiar… …

n‘Isn’t this… isn’t this Murong Yun’s room?’

nLuo Qianqian pounded her fist on Murong Yun’s chest, “Why am I in your room? Did I sleep in your room last night? Is it… is it Feng Qing who has brought me here? I cannot believe this, I trust Feng Qing and you so much, what is going on? Tell me everything!”

nMurong Yun felt so wronged.

nFeng Qing who was cultivating in meditation in his own room suddenly sneezed, ‘hmm, someone must be cursing me!’

n“You need to tell me everything, you are the one who showed up in my room uninvited last night.”

n“What nonsense are you talking about?” Luo Qianqian demanded.

n“You don’t remember it at all?”

nLuo Qianqian closed her eyes, fragments of memory flashed across her mind.

nWhat Murong Yun said seemed to be right.

nShe remembered Feng Qing was walking her to go back to Luo Pavilion, but she somehow insisted on going the other way.

nThe next thing that she had a faint recollection was she was banging on some gate and marched down to Murong Yun’s room.

nLuo Qianqian was transfixed on the spot, ‘What have I done?’

n‘Was it me who got handsy on to Murong Yun last night? Did I do something to him last night? Is Murong Yun… is Murong Yun the victim here?’

nLuo Qianqian’s heart fluttered with fear, the more she thought about it, the more worried she got.

n‘I guess I am a jerk!’

nLuo Qianqian cleared her throat after a long while, ‘Sorry about last night, Murong Yun, I don’t remember anything thought, and you neither!”

n“Let me escort you.”

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