Entangled with a Gloomy Creep in an Explicit Novel - Chapter 20.2

Thank goodness, thank goodness. If anyone saw her wearing that revealing garment underneath, she would truly be embarrassed enough to dig a hole and escape!

A neatly folded set of clothes sat by the bedside. Jin Yongyi remembered it was a set bought at the tailor shop in the Night Realm, presumably placed there by Zhao Fuzhou.

She quickly got out of bed, grabbed the clothes, and hid behind the screen to change.

In broad daylight, holding this semi-transparent outfit made her feel rather flustered. She had to find a hidden corner tonight to secretly burn it.

Having changed her clothes, Jin Yongyi walked out holding the flimsy garment, wondering where she should hide it first. Just as she stepped out from behind the screen, she ran straight into Zhao Fuzhou’s gaze.

She stared blankly at Zhao Fuzhou and then at the clothes in her hand. Her hair stood on end instantly, and this piece of semi-transparent gauze immediately became a hot potato.

Blood rushed straight to her head. Whether she was dazed or foolish, she actually panicked to the point of tossing it out the window.

Coincidentally, a gust of wind blew inside, knocking the clothes right back. They drifted back and forth between the two of them, floating for quite a while as if on a 0.1-speed slow motion before finally landing on the floor.

Jin Yongyi: “…”

This book was definitely trying to mess with her.

Mortified, Jin Yongyi rushed forward with a bright red face, picked it up, and hid it behind her back. Aside from embarrassment, there was only embarrassment left. But she could not allow herself to lose face completely, so she could only raise her voice and deflect the blame blindly, “Why do you make no sound when you walk?!”

Behaving as though he had not seen the garment at all, Zhao Fuzhou smiled and said, “I shall wear heavier boots in the future.”

Jin Yongyi was embarrassed. “…”

That was not exactly what she meant.

“I have come to apply medicine for you.” Zhao Fuzhou approached, taking her hand to lead her to sit on the bed, “You were asleep last night, and I could not bear to wake you. The wounds must be treated immediately to prevent them from worsening.”

Wounds? Where did wounds come from?

Amidst her confusion, she watched Zhao Fuzhou naturally lift her leg and place it on his thigh, folding her skirt up to her mid-calf. Gripping her ankle gently with one hand, he took out some ointment and began applying it to the sole of her foot.

Jin Yongyi was dumbfounded. Tossing the item in her hand onto the bed in a hurry, she tried to stop him, “What are you doing?!”

“Applying medicine.” Zhao Fuzhou did not even lift his head, focusing entirely on treating her wounds.

A cool sensation spread from the sole of her foot. Leaning over to look, she saw that there were indeed several bloody scratches. She did not possess a sense of pain, and having been completely exhausted last night, she had naturally paid no attention to it.

His slender fingertips scooped up the white ointment, rubbing it repeatedly onto the sole of her foot. Whenever she could not help but shrink back from the itchiness, the hand resting on her ankle would move up, gripping her calf muscle with just the right amount of pressure to secure her position.

Jin Yongyi stared at the ceiling, attempting to convince herself that the person before her was a doctor. A doctor was applying medicine to a patient, so she could not disrupt the doctor’s work.

Except no one had touched her feet since she gained the capacity to care for herself; that was a highly private area! Should not the ancients pay more attention to these etiquettes?

Zhao Fuzhou’s natural and focused expression fell into her eyes. The morning sunlight streamed inside, reflecting perfectly against his profile. His dark, feather-like eyelashes were tinted with a golden hue, fluttering gently like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Jin Yongyi watched in a daze, recalling that on the day they first met, she had been enticed by this guy’s looks, which was why she had foolishly agreed to let the System keep her in the book to perform quests.

The System did not dare to do anything to her anyway. If she threw a massive tantrum, it might actually let her go home.

Ultimately, it was still Zhao Fuzhou’s fault. Humph.

Jin Yongyi patted her flushed face, attempting to clear her mind. As expected, a person would begin recalling every detail of their tenure right before resigning. This was not out of nostalgia; it was to warn oneself to run far away and never look back the next time they encountered such a company!

It was useless no matter how handsome or generous the boss was; a trap was still a trap!

The tingling sensation of a fingernail brushing against her skin made Jin Yongyi shudder instinctively. Looking over, she saw that Zhao Fuzhou had finished applying the medicine and was currently pulling a sock onto her foot.

“Do not let the wound touch water today.” Zhao Fuzhou set her leg down properly, offering a smile.

Under the sunlight, his lips revealed a dark crimson shade, slightly pursed, looking exceptionally attractive.

Zhao Fuzhou suddenly leaned close, his gaze falling upon Jin Yongyi’s lips. A flash of daze flitted through his eyes, his brow furrowing slightly as he reached out his hand.

“Your lips… also have a wound.”

“…”

His hand was about to touch her lips, separated by less than half a finger’s width, when he paused and shook his hand, tilting his head with a light laugh, “I shall go wash my hands.”

“See you later.”

Her small heart pounded nonstop. Jin Yongyi almost let the question “why did you kiss me last night” slip out of her mouth.

You stubborn mouth, you absolutely must not ask!

Returning after washing his hands, Zhao Fuzhou paid no further attention to the condition of her lips. Instead, he took her hand and produced another jar of ointment.

There was a very minor, already scabbed wound on the side of her hand, scratched by a stone by the lake last night. Even a sharp-eyed person might not necessarily notice it, yet he knew about it with absolute clarity.

“Applying this medicine twice daily can eliminate scars.” Zhao Fuzhou asked, “Does Yi Yi want me to apply it for you, or will you do it yourself…”

“I will apply it myself!” Jin Yongyi swiftly snatched the jar.

Apply what? If he had arrived two minutes later, this tiny wound would probably have disappeared on its own.

Zhao Fuzhou chuckled softly, rising from the bed, “It is still early. If you are tired, you can sleep a bit longer. I will come to take you out for a meal a bit later.”

Jin Yongyi nodded.

After casually glancing at the clothes scattered on the bed, Zhao Fuzhou departed.

With too many thoughts swirling in her brain, Jin Yongyi could not fall back asleep either. Remembering that Mu Qingfeng had been injured last night to protect her, even if she did not give him a gift, she should at least express her concern.

When they checked into the inn initially, their rooms were not connected. Her room and Zhao Fuzhou’s were on the third floor, while Mu Qingfeng’s was on the sixth floor.

Jin Yongyi pocketed the medicine jar, arrived before Mu Qingfeng’s door, and raised her hand to knock.

The door opened quickly, and Mu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up instantly upon seeing her.

“Miss Jin… ah, no, Yongyi! Why did you get up so early?!”

Jin Yongyi asked him with concern, “Has a doctor looked at your hand? I remember it being very severe. Remember to go see a doctor soon, and if you lack money, just tell me.”

She still had plenty of silver banknotes given by the male lead. At any rate, she could not take them with her when she left this world, so they had to be inherited by a successor.

“A doctor looked at it an hour ago.” Mu Qingfeng lifted his bandage-wrapped hand, smiling shyly, “I am very happy that you can be concerned about me.”

“It is nothing. You were injured because of me in the first place.” Jin Yongyi took out the ointment Zhao Fuzhou had given her, stuffing it into Mu Qingfeng’s hand, “Here, this ointment is very effective for scars. Once your hand is mostly healed, remember to apply it twice a day.”

Mu Qingfeng’s hands trembled slightly as he held the porcelain bottle, and it took a long while before he offered a soft expression of gratitude.

“Then go get some more rest, and we will go out for a meal together in a bit. This bounty warrant must yield a lot of prize money. We will eat at the most luxurious restaurant in Dingyuan City and give Zhao Fuzhou a massive bill.” Jin Yongyi covered her mouth and snickered.

“Do you mind if I join?” A carefree female voice resonated from the end of the corridor.

Jin Yongyi turned her head to look. Xie Fuyao was dressed in a set of blue martial attire, her hair tied in a high ponytail, completely different from her appearance at the brothel.

She exchanged a glance with Mu Qingfeng, smiling as she extended her hand toward Jin Yongyi, “It is time to properly introduce the relationship between him and me.”

Inside the top-tier private box of the most luxurious restaurant in Dingyuan City.

Dishes were served one after another. Feeling that something was still missing, Xie Fuyao went downstairs to instruct the establishment to bring up a few jars of fine, aged wine.

Mu Qingfeng called Jin Yongyi over, “Yongyi, sit here. It faces the window directly, so you can look at the scenery.”

“All right.”

Seeing Mu Qingfeng standing on the left side of the table, the position he indicated happened to be right next to him. Jin Yongyi did not think much of it, walking over and preparing to take her seat.

Unexpectedly, someone beat her to it.

Zhao Fuzhou placed a pair of chopsticks on the seat beside him with a beaming smile, “The wind is strong at that seat, so it is truly unsuitable. Yi Yi, sit here. The dishes you like to eat are closer to you.”

Hearing the different form of address, Mu Qingfeng’s countenance darkened imperceptibly.

We agreed to use nicknames in private. I have no idea what kind of madness he is throwing now; has his language system malfunctioned? Jin Yongyi was helpless. She originally disliked this behavior of his, but upon seeing the dishes laid out before the seat, she could not be bothered to say anything and plopped right down.

Which intern arranged the dishes? The meat dishes are entirely on this side. Sitting on the opposite side would make someone’s face turn green from eating only greens by the end of this meal!

Once Xie Fuyao returned, the gathering officially commenced.

After pouring wine for everyone, she raised her cup and stood up, her voice ringing out loudly, “I am Deputy Officer Xie Fuyao of the Demon Vanquishing Tower. Making your acquaintance this time is entirely a matter of fate. I shall drain this cup first as a toast!”

Jin Yongyi was astonished. That was the Demon Vanquishing Tower. In this era where demons ran rampant, the Demon Vanquishing Tower could be considered the most formidable entity; she had heard this organization mentioned by other characters no fewer than ten times.

She had figured Xie Fuyao’s identity was extraordinary, but she had not expected it to be this impressive.

Who else in this book could possess an identity stronger than hers? The Tower Master of the Demon Vanquishing Tower? But that guy was an absentee manager, serving as little more than a background piece to support the setting of the tower in the book.

It appeared that Xie Fuyao being the female lead was absolutely set in stone.

However, why was Zhao Fuzhou’s expression so indifferent? With such a peerless and talented individual right in front of him, why was he pretending to be completely unbothered?

Jin Yongyi silently criticized the male lead’s posturing, immediately showing her support by raising her cup as well, “Excellent!!”

Mu Qingfeng handed over a cup of clear water from across the table, noting thoughtfully, “Yongyi, this wine is strong. Remember to drink some water to cut it.”

Jin Yongyi thanked him sweetly.

In the side room, Zhao Fuzhou took a gentle sip of his wine. Staring at the accidental contact of their hands as they exchanged the water cup, he actually curled his lips, laughing uncontrollably to himself.

Yongyi, Yongyi.

It sounds truly beautiful when spoken.

I truly want to chop his hands and mouth off to feed to the dogs.