Chapter 1063 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (61)
Qi Chimu checked everything carefully and, finding there were no problems, placed the basket of things on the table.
Bai Weiwei had long wrapped herself up in a quilt, curled into a ball and her back towards him as she pretended to sleep.
He saw and felt it was cute, but he didn’t disturb her.
He had to get up early tomorrow. He lay on the bed, then hooked his arm around and pulled her bundled self tightly into his arms.
Bai Weiwei couldn’t breathe and was nearly suffocated by his embrace.
But because she wanted to stop him from taking the examination and complete the mini task.
She could only endure it.
Not only complete the task, but also let Qi Chimu find out about her small actions taken to stop him.
How ridiculous. What an unreasonable mission.
In the middle of the night, when Qi Chimu’s breathing evened out, Bai Weiwei carefully got up, then slid out of bed and opened the basket on the table.
She secretly stuffed a piece of paper in the bottom of the basket.
Bai Weiwei: “Something like sticking a cheat sheet in the examinee’s things, once it’s found out they can’t enter the examination room. Would it be considered successfully blocking him?”
The system skimmed through its reference materials and nodded. “Yes, it’s considered a genuine action of blocking.”
With nothing more to do, Bai Weiwei sneaked back into bed.
She needed to carry out the side mission and also seize the capture target’s favorability.
She glanced at Qi Chimu’s tranquil face. If it weren’t for his lashes trembling several times, she wouldn’t have seen that he was awake.
Bai Weiwei expertly used clumsy movements to climb over Qi Chimu’s body.
She didn’t dare to stop his act and be bedded again, so she placed her hands on either side of him and carefully straddled his body with her legs.
She breathed heavily, and the warm breaths washed over his face.
A soft and sweet scent enveloped Qi Chimu.
His lashes trembled uncontrollably, but he continued to endure.
Bai Weiwei pretended she didn’t know and continued to recklessly provoke.
His favorability couldn’t be allowed to drop, so after doing something villainous she gave him something sweet.
She wasn’t asking for it to rise. She just prayed that she wouldn’t stir up the other party’s murderous intentions, causing her to fall just a step short of success1.
Bai Weiwei’s leg deliberately brushed against the outside of his thigh.
The thin layer of his pants was unable to obstruct her seemingly ignorant teasing.
Her delicate skin was simply maddeningly poisonous, almost imperceptibly rubbing against his leg.
The kind of stimulation caused the man feigning sleep to shudder.
His breaths were finally no longer stable.
But Bai Weiwei acted as though she hadn’t noticed. As she crossed over his body, her fingers seemed to lose strength, and she accidentally sat on that important part of his body.
Simultaneously trembling and rubbing, she immediately picked herself back up with lightning speed, as though frightened.
Then, she practically rolled over his body.
Qi Chimu had already woken up earlier, but he didn’t open his eyes.
The fire in his body had been completely stirred up.
But then he heard his little cousin let out a hushed sigh of relief, the puff of air softly nestling against his ear.
“Thankfully I wasn’t found out.”
The complacency in her words was for him to hear.
“Sleeping like a pig, I’d like to see how you can become the top scorer.”
Although her words were belittling, one could hear the happiness in them.
Like a child who succeeded in her prank, it was precisely that sort of happiness.
Even when she was doing such distasteful things, it made one unable to be angry with her.
She grumbled a bit more, cursing him for being a bastard, for not being a human being. When she couldn’t think of any more curses, she fell back asleep.
Qi Chimu finally opened his eyes. There was no trace of drowsiness from just waking up. Instead, they were bright and cold.
He turned to the side and saw that her face was turned towards him.
1: 功亏一篑: lit. to ruin the enterprise for the sake of one basketful; to fail through lack of a final effort.↩