What to do if I've locked myself in a book! - Chapter 9

“Oh, nothing… ahem… I guess I was just frozen stupid for a moment and started talking nonsense.”

Sleep with him.

Those words had vanished from the prompt in front of her, but they kept replaying in her mind.

If she didn’t follow them, the sky might really collapse.

But thinking it over, she wasn’t in the real world anyway—what did it matter if she played along a little?

With that thought, the storm in her heart slowly calmed.

She quickly glanced at the man. His handsome face, the long legs crossed in his tailored pants, the creases outlining the sensual lines of his muscles… everything about him was striking.

Most importantly, he looked a lot like Ji Shi in both appearance and manner.

When she had been with Ji Shi, sparks had flown occasionally. She had even fantasized about sleeping with him, but they had never actually crossed that line.

She swallowed hard, her gaze drifting downward between his legs. Thinking back to the banquet, when she had been completely naked in front of him, seeing the rise in his groin, her cheeks flushed hot, her breathing quickened, and her pussy grew wet.

“Are you really okay?”

Cheng Ye’s deep, cold voice snapped her back to reality. She took a deep breath and steeled herself. “I’m fine. Can I use your bathroom? I want a hot shower… I feel uncomfortable all over.”

“Sure, upstairs, turn left.”

“Thank you…”

She set down the half-finished cocoa and went up to the bathroom on the second floor.

The bathroom was large, with a round whirlpool tub and a shower. She stripped off her dirty clothes, turned on the shower, and let the hot mist envelop her. The warm water poured down from above, washing away her fatigue.

Thinking about how she would have to figure out a way to sleep with him later made her pussy flush with shame.

But he didn’t seem like the type to be easily seduced—how could she make him yield?

She had never done anything like this before. In the real world, she had always been passive in matters of love.

After washing, her wet body glistened with steam, wrapped in a large bath towel. Her full breasts were pressed tightly, and she stepped out of the shower barefoot.

Her body wasn’t fully dried, and droplets fell from her damp hair onto the warm wooden floor.

She held onto the railing of the loft and looked down. The man was still sitting on the sofa, looking at his phone.

“Um… excuse me, can I borrow some clothes? My clothes are dirty, and I can’t wear them.”

“The wardrobe at the end—just take a shirt. There aren’t any women’s clothes here.”

“Okay, thank you.”

She walked to the wardrobe. Three walls were filled with tailored suits, and in the middle, there was a cabinet for watches and cufflinks.

The wardrobe was automatic, but she didn’t know which button to press. She randomly pushed one, and the watch cabinet in the middle slid open.

She was about to ask him for help when Cheng Ye, as if anticipating her confusion, came upstairs before she could figure it out.

His long fingers pressed a gray button by the door. A glimpse of his wrist appeared, revealing a black-gold watch—identical to the one Ji Shi usually wore.

Just as she was stunned, one of the wardrobe doors automatically swung open, neatly displaying various shirts.

“Pick one yourself.”

“Okay.”

She tiptoed to reach, but the man was tall, so the height of the wardrobe was designed for him. For her, it was a bit too high.

As she stretched her arms, the bath towel at her chest slipped, falling to the floor.

In an instant, her naked body was fully exposed to his view.