Chapter 82: Face wash in the morning

Last night, He Qiu had a wonderful dream.

He dreamed of a magical pillow that looked beautiful and felt incredibly soft and comfortable.

After waking up, He Qiu experienced a new kind of sensation again.

His nose was tickled by something itchy…

In his hand, it felt like he was touching something soft…

His cheek was pressed against something supple—he had never slept on anything so soft and comfortable.

Rubbing his nose, He Qiu finally opened his eyes and realized what was causing the itch: a few strands of light purple hair were dangling right at the tip of his nose.

He let go of the soft thing and tried to sit up, but then discovered that something was wrapped around his neck, holding him close, preventing him from pulling away from the warm, soft thing against his face.

After taking a closer look, He Qiu finally figured out that he had apparently spent the whole night holding the young girl in his arms.

While asleep, the soft thing in his hand had been her waist and the tender flesh of her belly.

And the craziest part was that the sleeping purple-haired girl also had her arms around his neck.

The two of them were hugging each other, snuggled together in the same bed, under the same blanket.

This was what it meant to share a bed and a pillow—except she was lying on the pillow, while he was nestled in her arms, pillowed on her chest.

After a night of sharing a bed like this, aside from not taking off their clothes, they had basically had every kind of physical contact possible!

Shifting his gaze downward toward the girl, He Qiu knew he hadn’t guessed wrong.

The soft pillow under his face was indeed the girl’s well-developed bust.

This was bad—they had crossed the line…

After a brief hesitation, He Qiu finally recalled what had happened last night.

As far as he remembered, he had overexerted himself using his spiritual energy and drained himself.

In a moment of carelessness, he had collapsed onto the girl and fallen asleep.

Then when he woke up, he found himself in this terrible position…

Now there was really no way to explain it.

After some thought, He Qiu decided to just lie back down in the girl’s arms, wrap his arms around her waist again, and take a deep breath of her scent.

Don’t ask—if you asked, he was just sleepy and wanted to sleep in some more…

Anyway, since it was already impossible to explain, and he had slept so soundly last night, He Qiu didn’t care anymore.

He simply continued holding the girl, maintaining the same sleeping position as last night, and pretended not to know anything.

…

Day broke.

Zi Menghan woke up, but found her chest pressed down, making it hard to breathe.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the young man lying face-up in her arms.

She immediately understood what had happened: his face was right on top of her chest, and he seemed groggy and not yet fully awake.

The worst part was that every time he breathed, Zi Menghan could clearly feel it on her chest.

The sensation was way too subtle.

Looking at it this way, could it be that he had been breathing in her scent all night?

S-so embarrassing! Ahhh—

The resolve she had felt last night about sneaking around was completely gone.

The girl’s face kept flushing redder.

She finally realized what crazy thing she had done.

She had actually taken the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck, let his face rest on her chest, and held him all night!

But the problem was, Zi Menghan clearly remembered that she had only wanted to let him lean against her so he could sleep more comfortably.

She had just wanted to hold him and sleep peacefully herself.

When she said “sleep,” she definitely hadn’t meant letting him lie face-down on her chest!

This was too intimate.

They had crossed the line…

How had it turned out like this? Could it be that he sleepwalked and naturally rubbed his face onto her chest?

Or maybe she had sleepwalked and actively pulled his head to her chest?

No matter how she looked at it, it was way too absurd.

Zi Menghan’s pretty face was bright red, and her forehead seemed to be steaming from embarrassment.

Every time he took a breath while lying on her chest, her whole body trembled, because he was breathing in the scent of her bosom!

And just as Zi Menghan was panicking and at a loss, the young man in her arms suddenly tightened his hold on her soft waist, rubbed his face against her chest, and seemed to be finally showing signs of waking up.

But that rub made Zi Menghan’s whole body tense up with a shudder.

All her attention was focused on her chest right now, and she was extremely sensitive.

She really couldn’t take such intimate contact anymore.

“H-He, Young Master He? It’s morning already?”

Zi Menghan’s voice trembled as she barely suppressed the sensation of his breath on her chest and patted his arm.

The young man raised his head, his gaze passing through two peaks to meet the eyes of the blushing purple-haired girl directly.

At that moment, He Qiu recalled what had happened this morning—the “sleeping in.”

He first gave an awkward twitch of his lips, then calmly let go of the girl’s waist, pushed himself up into a sitting position, and took a deep breath.

After a long moment of mutual staring, He Qiu finally composed himself and put on an expression of just waking up, completely dazed.

He asked in confusion:

“Meng’er Guniang, how did I end up sleeping in your bed…”

That was right—this was He Qiu’s way of handling the situation.

At first, he had indeed woken up first, but the situation was too unusual and the position too delicate.

If he were the first to speak and ask Meng’er Guniang what happened, he would inevitably lose the initiative.

So he simply lay back down, continued to enjoy the girl’s chest pillow for the morning, and waited for her to wake up first.

That way, when Meng’er Guniang woke up first, He Qiu could pretend to be dazed and clueless, and instead ask her what had happened, indicating that he was innocent too.

He had to admit, He Qiu’s plan worked very smoothly.

When Zi Menghan saw the white-clad young man looking dazed and just woken up, she opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.

How could she explain?

She didn’t know what was going on either.

She had indeed wanted to hold him while sleeping, but she hadn’t planned on being a beautiful girl pillow for him, letting him lie face-down on her chest!

Zi Menghan looked at He Qiu’s innocent expression and found herself at a loss for words.

It was her chest that had let him use it as a pillow and breathe in her scent, giving him an advantage all night, yet now she was the one who seemed to be in the wrong.

“Young Master He was exhausted from using his spiritual energy last night and fell asleep leaning against this humble girl…”

Biting her pink lips lightly, the girl finally squeezed out a smile that was awkward but still polite, avoiding any mention of the chest pillow:

“Meng’er saw that Young Master was truly too tired, so she couldn’t bear to disturb him. She let Young Master lean on Meng’er and continue sleeping…”

“Ah, oh, I see.”

He Qiu’s smile was also awkward.

It seemed he had unknowingly ended up sleeping with his maid.

And according to Meng’er Guniang’s account, it must have been while he was dreaming last night that he leaned against her chest, in an…

Erotic position.

“Sigh, Miss, I’m really sorry. I was just too sleepy last night, and that’s why this mistake happened. I’m truly sorry…”

He Qiu lowered his head in apology, showing a repentant and guilty expression.

He felt that last night’s mistake was his fault, so he wanted to test her attitude and find a way to apologize and earn her forgiveness.

On the other side, Zi Menghan was also quick to read the situation.

Since he had voluntarily lowered his stance, she had to take that out!

After all, last night she had deliberately let him hold her.

She was the one playing a little trick and secretly taking advantage of him.

Now that he wasn’t saying anything more, of course she wouldn’t pursue the matter either.

She wished that both of them would never bring up last night again—make a big deal small and a small deal nothing.

Therefore, Zi Menghan waved her hand in response to He Qiu’s apology, tilted her head slightly, and showed a brilliant yet gentle smile:

“Young Master He was also working for this humble girl. Such a small service is nothing for the Young Master to feel guilty about. Rest assured…”

Seeing Meng’er Guniang being so magnanimous, He Qiu couldn’t help but open his eyes slightly and let out a long sigh of relief:

“Meng’er Guniang is truly broad-minded. Thank you for your understanding!”

“Mm, mm…”

Zi Menghan covered her chest, lowered her head slightly, and her pretty face flushed again.

It had been her who wanted to take advantage of him first, yet he not only didn’t blame her but even gave her a way out.

Young Master He truly is gentle and considerate…

On the other side, He Qiu’s thoughts were the same.

He looked at the girl on the bed, blushing and lowering her head, and couldn’t help feeling a flutter in his heart.

He had held her all night, and not only did she not complain, but she even showed a very happy smile, soothing him and telling him not to blame himself.

In other words, she didn’t mind him sleeping with her!

A girl so gentle, considerate, understanding, and selfless—who wouldn’t be moved?

Just as both of their hearts were racing and the atmosphere was brimming with budding romance—

“Junior Disciple, open the door!”

Outside the door, the girl with cherry-blossom-white hair pouted, looking fierce but cute.

Today, she came to find He Qiu to demand an explanation for yesterday’s skirt being lifted and her exposed!

As for what kind of explanation…

Of course, it was that he had to take responsibility for her!