Before, the most he had ever done was hold her arm, a world away from the present situation.
Initially, under the influence of alcohol, she had been somewhat muddled and infatuated. Being saved by her master also gave her an immense sense of security. Now, she was especially clingy as she lay in his embrace.
Even the slightly sweaty scent on his body now seemed pleasant to her. She even sneakily moved her head into his armpit and inhaled deeply. Am I a bit of a pervert? she wondered.
This huge shift in her mood was why Sun Dasheng wondered, Why has my apprentice changed so much all of a sudden?
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm your master," Sun Dasheng chided her, then carried her, still wrapped up, to her room.
He pushed open the door to a sea of pink. Various exquisite figurines filled the shelves along the wall. The bed was also a pink princess bed.
Who would have thought that the usually carefree Jia Nai had such a tender side?
Everything in the room was pink.
