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The next day, when Chen Shuyi woke up, Wu Chen was no longer by his side.

If his scent hadn't lingered on the bed, she would have thought it was just a dream.

Her hair was disheveled. She stood up and found a string of Buddhist beads on her wrist. It was Wu Chen's, but it had returned to her hand.

This time, Wu Chen was willing to see him off.

When Shen Shuyi stood up, she felt sore all over. She was a demon with a strong physique, and she never thought Wuchen could be so tough.

Tsk...the more a man suppresses himself, the more he explodes...

Just then, the door creaked open.

Wu Chen walked in, “Miss Shen, do you want to take a bath first, or have breakfast?”

Shen Shuyi stretched out his hands, “I want to take a bath, but… I can’t walk anymore.”

"Master, please carry me over."

Wu Chen carried her into the big bathtub without saying a word, and Shen Shuyi stopped him when he was about to leave.

"Wait."

"What's wrong?"

Shen Shuyi listened to his calm voice and felt like teasing him.

"Look, you've left fingerprints on my waist."

"Master, I discovered that you had bad intentions when you assisted me in my training. Why did you leave traces on me?"

Wu Chen's ears felt hot and slowly turned red as he listened to her blunt words.

Even her breathing became heavier, “I’m sorry, Miss Shen.”

Shen Shuyi pressed the issue further, “Master, my waist hurts, and my legs are sore.”

"I want you to help me..."

"Bang!" Before she could finish her words, Wu Chen hurriedly left and closed the door.

But he heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from the room, which made his heart restless for a long time.

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