Chapter 672 - Theres Something Wrong With This Dungeon! (33) (1/2)
“You’re… not going to sleep yet?” read the note written by Jing Xian to Shi Sheng.”
Shi Sheng stood beside the bed and bent down. She looked Jing Xian in the eyes and said, “I’m sleeping with you!”
A confused Jing Xian stared at Shi Sheng.
Shi Sheng smiled, “I’m just messing with you.”
She then proceeded to tuck him in and walked towards the table beside him.
Jing Xian placed his palm on his chest, my heart is beating so fast.
All lights in the room were turned off. Only a tiny lamp was emitting light from the side of the table. Jing Xian pulled down his covers as he secretly peeked at her.
Her entire body looked like it was encapsulated by a soft glow. It seemed like her body was glowing, dispersing all the darkness and loneliness around her.
Was she this nice to everyone else?
Jing Xian did not know when he had fallen asleep, but he dreamt that he was back to where they first met.
……
Jing Xian’s body recovered nicely, but he still couldn’t utter a sound. The doctor had determined that his vocal cords had been damaged, and it would be hard for him to make a recovery.
Jing Xian, however, did not really care, as he could still write to communicate.
“What are you looking at?” Seeing that Jing Xian had been staring in the mirror for a while, Shi Sheng walked towards him and asked curiously.
Jing Xian pointed towards the mirror, his facial expression visibly upset. He used the smartphone that Shi Sheng had given to him and typed, “Why do I look like this?”
“You always looked like this.” Shi Sheng replied as she looked into the mirror. There’s nothing wrong with the mirror.
Jing Xian swiftly typed into the phone, “I look so young right now.”
He didn’t look like this when he was in the other world.
But here, at this moment, he looked like a high schooler.
“It’s pretty nice to be young.” Shi Sheng nodded earnestly.
Jing Xian glared at her.
“Ahem… Look at me, now we look more compatible! If not, some people might say you’re an old cow eating tender grass.” Shi Sheng gently patted her cheeks. Her current body made her look extremely young, as well.
[T/L note: And old cow eating tender grass is a Chinese saying similar to cradle robber]
Jing Xian immediately went red, “……” How could she simply say that? And in such a light-hearted way at that!
Jing Xian turned around and looked into the boy in the mirror once more. Small red lips and white teeth, bright and round eyes……My god! I look like a baby!
He suddenly covered up the mirror, refusing to see himself like that.
Shi Sheng, having witnessed his childish demeanour, couldn’t help but laugh. In the end, she took down all the mirrors in the room.
“Let’s go out and buy some clothes,” Shi Sheng said as she leads Jing Xian towards the door, “And eat while we’re at it.”
“……” Shouldn’t eating be our priority instead?, thought Jing Xian to himself.
While they were out shopping, Jing Xian was being bombarded with a giant pile of clothes. From jackets and pants to shirts and underwear, Shi Sheng had bought all of these for him.
“Young man, your big sister sure knows how to spoil you!” The saleswoman who was holding all their purchases remarked as she smiled.
Jing Xian looked in Shi Sheng’s direction. She was continuously throwing all kinds of clothing into the hands of a robot.
“She’s not my sister.” Jing Xian retaliated. But before the saleswoman could question any further, he had already walked into the changing room.
Jing Xian changed into a set of clothes.
“Wow!” The saleswoman gasped. Her face was glowing with motherly love, “You look so adorable!”
Just as she said that, the saleswoman reached towards him, trying to pinch his cheeks. Jing Xian furrowed his brows. He didn’t like it when people touched him, but he didn’t hate it when Shi Sheng was the one who did it.
Blinded by his cuteness, the saleswoman didn’t detect the look of annoyance on Jing Xian’s face.
Behind Jing Xian was the changing room, and that’s the only place he could escape to.
Seeing that the saleswoman was about to touch him, Shi Sheng immediately stepped back. She smiled as she called out, “Miss, he doesn’t like it when you touch him.”
The saleswoman blinked in embarrassment, her face a little flushed. She quickly bowed and apologised, “I’m so sorry, it’s just that he’s too cute. I couldn’t help myself.”
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