Her Face Is Completely Disfigured
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Where are we going?" Feng Tianlan fell into Si Mobai's arms. He hid her under his cloak so that her face wouldn't be pierced by the wind blowing by.
He was the one who'd kissed her by force, yet he'd carefully cushioned her back with his hand. Now he was protecting her with his cloak and not letting the cold wind blow on her. Why was he so careful with her?
Si Mobai didn't say anything. He just brought Feng Tianlan to Tu Xiupei's courtyard. They landed on an Osmanthus tree next to the window, where they could see the room clearly.
"What are we doing here?" Feng Tianlan watched what went on in the room. Tu Xiupei seemed to have just finished taking a bath. She was dressed in sheer undergarments and sitting in front of a bronze mirror. She stroked her face narcissistically.
Si Mobai placed Feng Tianlan sitting on a tree branch. He wrapped her in his cloak. "Just watch the show."