Chapter 1042 - The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (40)

Chapter 1042 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (40)

Suddenly, he felt a pain at his fingertip, and he couldn’t help but draw it back.
He found that Bai Weiwei was glaring at him.
Qi Chimu’s vengeful aura shriveled up at once.
He pretended as though nothing was wrong as he took back his fingers. His expression tense, he solemnly dressed and styled her.
He didn’t put on an overbearing appearance like just before.
Bai Weiwei was afraid that her secret would be revealed and could only hold it in without daring to say a word, obediently letting him dress her.
Before, when Qi Chimu dressed and groomed her, he felt a sense of shame in his heart.
He had come here today, perhaps because he held something in his hands that kept her in check, and he used an attitude of a cat playing with the mouse to apply the rouge.
Without the previous unwillingness, he suddenly came to realize how close he was to her.
His finger rubbed across her skin, the flushed and delicate skin more fragile than flower petals.
The fingers brushed across her brows, and he suddenly discovered that her brows were exquisite and beautiful, not a point more or less, just right.
There was a natural blush at the ends of her eyes, faint and inconspicuous, that brought out her eyes like clean black jade, making them even more beautiful.
Bai Weiwei felt herself grow numb from his fingers.
Why did she have such a strong sense of looking at a peeping molester?
Due to her agitation, her face flushed once again, as though she were shy, and also as though she were furious.
The vividness was unparalleled.
Qi Chimu’s action of painting the flower paused, and the expression in his eyes sank.
【Ding, male lead’s favorability: 10.】
Bai Weiwei: “…”
This favorability, just from touching the face. Its growth was even more abnormal.
Qi Chimu suddenly laughed. “Biao mei, it will be the Lantern Festival in two days. We will go attend it together.”
Bai Weiwei jerked. She wanted to shake her head, but under the threat of his dark and silent gaze, she could only nod stiffly.
Qi Chimu’s smile grew more genuine. He suddenly felt that this black-hearted meimei of his was not so worthless1 after all.
At the very least, bullying the other was quite amusing.
His nose was filled with a fragrance, and he couldn’t help lowering his head to sniff her hair.
It also smelled of orchids.
This scent reminded him of the feeling he’d had when he died in his previous life.
But the image was shallow.
Those nightmares of the past–
–had already turned into many loving and inextricable2 pictures.
Qi Chimu laughed soundlessly.
【Ding, male lead’s favorability: 12.】
He stroked her hair and gave it a sniff.
Then increased his favorability.
Bai Weiwei asked the system, “Why do I feel like this guy looks more and more like a subway pervert.”
The system replied profoundly, “Just stroking gets you favorability, or taking off your clothes gets you five points. And heiheihei is 10 points. A pervert is very easily captured.”
Bai Weiwei earnestly pondered, then agreed. “Sounds right ah.”
The system held the host trash-talking manual, silent.
Generally, after inciting the host into selling sex appeal, shouldn’t the host be crying and wailing?
The host was so pure in the beginning ah, since when did the host grow to be this shameless.
Ashamed, ashamed3.
The day of the Lantern Festival quickly arrived. The weather was not good, and it began to snow in the evening.
Bai Weiwei held the lamp and followed the Bai family’s maid outside.
Also following along were Bai shi and a group of jiejie’s and meimei’s.
They were going to guess lantern riddles4 and watch the festival.
Because they rarely ventured out, everyone was excited.
Bai Weiwei was absent-minded.
“What about Qi Chimu?”
The system looked around for a moment. “Went to guess the riddles.”
Bai Weiwei nodded and didn’t ask any more.
She was clear that Qi Chimu was definitely up to something today. For a man with hate in his heart, a favorability of only twelve was nothing.
1: 一无是处: not one good point; everything about it/them is wrong.↩
2: 缱绻: in love and inseparable.↩
3: 自愧不如: to be ashamed of being inferior to others.↩
4: Part of the Lantern Festival tradition where riddles are written on lanterns, and you try to guess the answer to the riddle.↩