‘You hate showering,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Who said?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che silently looked at Yuan Gun Gun.

‘Oh… I was lying before because I didn’t want to be eaten,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I love showering. If you don’t believe me, you can smell my fresh body.’

Hao Yan Che opened his mouth and bit Yuan Gun Gun’s face.

‘Ow…’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Hao Yan Che’s mouth released Yuan Gun Gun’s face.

‘I didn’t lie,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘I love showering.’

‘Did your mum teach you to find a man to sleep with you?’ Hao Yan Che asked coldly.

‘Of course not,’ Yuan Gun Gun said softly. ‘But I’m scared of sleeping alone. Big brother Du isn’t here. Young master, I’m begging you to sleep with me this one time.’

‘What?’ Hao Yan Che asked. ‘Since he’s not here, you want me to sleep with you? Are you saying you usually sleep with him?’

Yuan Gun Gun looked sadly at Hao Yan Che.

‘Get off me!’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun sat up. How could she forget she was only Hao Yan Che’s maid? Why would he care if she was scared? She shouldn’t have forgotten he was her young master, not her friend.

Yuan Gun Gun sat in a corner with her small friends. Hao Yan Che didn’t want to see her cry.

‘Young master… I’m sorry,’ Yuan Gun Gun said softly.

For a while it was tensed in the tent, only Yuan Gun Gun’s soft cry was heard.

‘Come here,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Gun Gun moved to Hao Yan Che’s side. He pushed her onto the sleeping bag, laid on top of her and kissed her lips. He didn’t hate her sweet taste. She moaned in his mouth. His hands slid under her nightgown and caressed her soft breasts.

‘Um… young master…’ Yuan Gun Gun called softly.

Hao Yan Che let go of Yuan Gun Gun like she burnt his body. He looked at her messy hair and her nightgown that he wrinkled. He was captivated by her big round eyes.

Hao Yan Che took deep breaths to calm the other pitched tent in the garden. He didn’t know why he wanted to eat the rice ball. The rice ball’s adorable face was beckoning him to bully her.

Hao Yan Che pulled Yuan Gun Gun’s dress down, pulled her to lie on his chest and he held her tightly.

‘Young master…’ Yuan Gun Gun called softly.

‘Be quiet,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Letting me kiss you is a fair exchange.’

‘Oh… are you saying you’ll stay here with me?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che silently looked at Yuan Gun Gun’s innocent eyes.

‘Young master, thank you,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

Yuan Gun Gun played with Hao Yan Che’s shirt.

‘Young master, I want to ask you something,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘How did you find out I hid my small friends in your room.’

‘Their odor,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘What odor?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che closed his eyes and ignored Yuan Gun Gun.

‘But my parents’ servants told me that I take good care of my small friends and they don’t have an odor on them.’

Yuan Gun Gun poked Hao Yan Che’s chest.

‘Young master,’ Yuan Gun Gun called.

Hao Yan Che opened his eyes, and Yuan Gun Gun laughed awkwardly.

‘Young master, does your nose have a strong sense of smell?’ Yuan Gun Gun asked.

Hao Yan Che didn’t answer Yuan Gun Gun’s question.

‘Young master, if it’s true then you’re really pitiful,’ Yuan Gun Gun said.

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End of Chapter Forty-Three