Chapter 23 - Shameless (1/2)

“Give it back.” Su Qingsang was so furious that she jumped up to take the bra out of his hand.

However, Huo Jinyao moved faster than her; he raised his hand and lifted the bra up. He was tall and strong. The image of his six-pack abs was still embedded in Su Qingsang’s brain.

The sight of this man holding her black bra so casually made her face turn redder. “You give it back to me.”

Right when she decided to jump on him and grab the bra, Huo Jinyao finally put the piece of fabric in her hand. Su Qingsang breathed a sigh of relief and squeezed it in her hand. She wondered if there was a way she could discreetly put it back in place.

How could she have known that Huo Jinyao would turn around and immediately pick up the remaining bras?

Although Su Qingsang had one of her bras in her hand, she failed to grab the others. She didn’t expect him to be so shameless. “Huo Jinyao.”

Is he a pervert? she thought.

“Sorry,” Huo Jinyao spoke as he grabbed the thin, light cloth and grinned to reveal his white teeth. “I’ve never really seen these things before, so I’m a bit curious.”

Never really seen these things? As if anyone would believe that. Su Qingsang did not believe Huo Jinyao the slightest bit. She randomly grabbed her undergarments and put them on the other side of the closet. She carefully looked through her closet again. When Su Qingsang was sure that nothing else was going to draw the attention of this “God of bad luck,” she finally felt relieved.

Afterward, she cleared up a corner in the closet and said, “Put your clothes here.”

Seeing that he stood still, Su Qingsang didn’t want to stay there any longer. She felt strange standing with him in such a small space.

“I still have work to do, so organize your clothes yourself.” She stopped to look at him. “And don’t touch any of my things.”

Su Qingsang’s face was still flushed when she returned to the study room. She was surprised by how uncomfortable she felt.

I’m a doctor, is there anything I haven’t seen? I’ve seen everything, even the body structures of men and women. Why do I feel so uncomfortable? Why do I feel guilty? I don’t have to feel like that, okay?