“Mmh, mmh…”

In the room, the sounds of struggling, of bodies entangled, made Qiaomu, who had just happened to come looking for someone, freeze in place, her footsteps instinctively coming to a halt.

“Xiao Yingtao?” Qiaomu, an innocent young woman who, despite her age, had never even been in a romantic relationship in her life, had no idea how to understand what these sounds meant.

At first she assumed Xiao Yingtao had run into some danger, and quickly hurried over—this clearly sounded like Xiao Yingtao struggling against someone.

But once she got closer, she seemed to hear Xiao Yingtao calling out Xing Zizhou’s name.

And then, the two of them seemed to be fighting.

She stopped there, unsure whether to go in. If it was Xing Zizhou, there shouldn’t be any danger, but Xiao Yingtao’s voice sounded so frightened…

This commotion left even Qiaomu feeling that something strange was happening, and her face flushed inexplicably as she stood frozen, unsure whether to keep moving forward.

Still, that soft call of Qiaomu’s voice was enough to startle the two people inside the room.

Xing Zizhou froze for a moment, finally realizing what he had done. He quickly released Xiao Yingtao, and looking down, saw that her lips had been bitten red and swollen by him.

And her clothes were in complete disarray—anyone could tell at a glance what had just happened…

Xing Zizhou’s breathing grew unsteady; he nearly couldn’t help himself from continuing to take advantage of her, but fortunately, he still had a shred of reason left.

Xiao Yingtao, however, was still in a daze, her dizzy, muddled state looking incredibly adorable, which only stirred Xing Zizhou’s heart even more.

But knowing Qiaomu was right outside, no matter how moved his heart, he couldn’t let Xiao Yingtao continue like this—what had happened today had already ruined the girl’s reputation.

Still, this feeling of being lost in passion was an indescribably intoxicating thing, like drinking the world’s most mellow, fragrant liquor—once tasted, one became addicted, never able to quit it again.

Xing Zizhou stepped back twice more, wanting to help straighten Xiao Yingtao’s clothes, but the now barely-conscious Xiao Yingtao suddenly jerked away, no longer allowing him to touch her at all.

Xing Zizhou stared at her eyes, filled with shy anger, and suddenly thinking of something, his thin lips curved slightly. He turned and walked out.

Outside the door, Qiaomu really was standing not far away, and seeing Xing Zizhou emerge, her expression turned strange, unsure what to say.

“She’s inside, go take a look at her.” Xing Zizhou not only didn’t stop her from going in, but even actively invited her to.

Still in the room, Xiao Yingtao immediately felt mortified—her clothes still weren’t properly fixed, how could she let Qiaomu come in now? If Qiaomu were to see…

Terrible! This scoundrel was doing this on purpose!

Qiaomu pushed the door open and entered, having originally assumed something had happened to Xiao Yingtao, but never expecting to find the young woman inside with a flushed face, fumbling to straighten the clothes a man had disheveled.

Perhaps because she was so anxious, the more she tried to fix things quickly, the worse it became—not only had the chest-binding cloth fallen to the floor without her managing to pick it up, but even her undergarment was slightly open, the ties not yet fastened!

Xiao Yingtao felt utterly hopeless. With Qiaomu seeing her like this, what was there left to explain?

“I… he and I aren’t…” But she didn’t know how to explain it. Xing Zizhou had absolutely done this on purpose, letting Qiaomu see this—now there was no washing this clean even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

“But you and he… clearly were entangled in something.” Qiaomu exhaled a breath, suddenly understanding that wicked, smug smile that had just been on Xing Zizhou’s lips.

That scoundrel had wanted to make her a witness! Now, Xiao Yingtao was as good as his.

Whether or not the two of them had actually done that kind of thing, even if they hadn’t, wasn’t Xiao Yingtao’s current state of disarray proof enough that her body had already been touched by Xing Zizhou?

What was there left to explain at this point? Having come this far, what else was there to do besides be together?

Xiao Yingtao’s face fell into a look of utter misery, and she no longer even bothered fixing her clothes, walking over to sit on the edge of the bed, her eyes filled with nothing but despair.

How had things come to this point? She truly hadn’t known what was happening just now, hadn’t even known what Xing Zizhou had come to find her for.

She had thought he just wanted to talk, but… but how had it turned into this?

Even if it hadn’t gone all the way to the final step, her body had been seen entirely by Xing Zizhou, even… even touched everywhere by him!

Xiao Yingtao bit her lip, and as she thought about it more, tears began sliding down her face.

“Don’t you like him?” Qiaomu closed the door and walked over, picking up the chest-binding cloth that had fallen on the floor.

“But, this…” This was the most intimate thing of all! If even the binding cloth could be pulled off, then what was underneath… Qiaomu sighed softly: “If you don’t like him, how could you let him touch your body?”

In truth, over these days together, even someone as oblivious as Qiaomu could tell that Xiao Yingtao had feelings for Mu Mu.

But Mu Mu only ever had eyes for Jiu’er, and wouldn’t even spare Xiao Yingtao a second glance.

Yet now, Xiao Yingtao’s body had been touched by Xing Zizhou!

By worldly standards, with even… even that place having been touched, aside from Xing Zizhou, Xiao Yingtao could never marry anyone else in this lifetime.

If she didn’t marry Xing Zizhou, was she supposed to become a nun instead? For a girl as lovely as Xiao Yingtao to become a nun would be such a waste.

Xiao Yingtao pursed her lips, truly not knowing how to explain herself.

“I… I never thought about being with him, but just now I…” What exactly had happened just now? Even now, Xiao Yingtao still couldn’t quite process it.

She looked at Qiaomu, large tears sliding down her face: “Qiaomu, what should I do? I don’t want to marry Xing Zizhou.”

“Then you can only become a nun.” Qiaomu shrugged. With things having already happened, what else could be done?

“I don’t want to become a nun.” Xiao Yingtao burst into tears with a wail.

How could this be! She was still such a pure, beautiful young woman—how could she possibly go become a nun?

“Mmm…”

Qiaomu glanced at her, somewhat helpless: “Then marry Xing Zizhou! In my opinion, Xing Zizhou isn’t bad at all—he’s quite handsome, and he’s a good person too. Didn’t Jiu’er herself say Xing Zizhou was good?”

To Qiaomu, Jiu’er’s word was practically gospel! If Jiu’er said he was good, then Xing Zizhou must really be good—what more could Xiao Yingtao possibly want?

“Could it be you’re still thinking about Mu Mu?”

“I…” Xiao Yingtao bit her lip, and hearing the name Mu Mu, she began to cry even harder.

But what else could she do? With her body already touched and seen by Xing Zizhou, could she still possibly be with Mu Mu?

No, Mu Mu liked Jiu’er! There was no way Xiao Yingtao could be with Mu Mu either way—a melon forced from the vine is never sweet!

Whether or not Jiu’er wanted Mu Mu, Xiao Yingtao would never intrude between Jiu’er and Mu Mu, becoming some third or fourth person in their lives!

No! She absolutely could not do anything that would wrong Jiu’er!

But still, Xing Zizhou… “Waah, waaah, waaah…”