Be a Good Boy and Marry Me

Chapter 21: She Does Not Want to Forgive

Himl

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mo Shiting held up an umbrella, and coldly ordered, “Open the door.”

“Yes, sir.”

Rong Hu immediately complied.

Another bodyguard respectfully stepped forward, taking the umbrella, which was still dripping, from Mo Shiting.

The moment the doors of the ancestral hall were opened, Mo Shiting hastily walked in.

The bodyguards remained in place, as was the custom.

Rong Hu, observing the dwindling rain, couldn’t help but ponder; was his young master feeling pity, or was he feeling pity?

The spacious ancestral hall was brightly lit. As soon as Mo Shiting stepped in, he saw a girl kneeling in front of the incense table.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world, unaffected by the thunder and lightning outside.

Could it be that she wasn’t afraid of thunder?

That’s right, she’s not Tang Tang…

Mo Shiting’s long, dark eyes squinted slightly, a trace of desolation flickering across them.

With one hand in his pocket, he walked over and stood behind her, looking down at her, “Get up.”

The girl ignored him.

Knowing that she was angry with him, Mo Shiting looked somewhat displeased, but he still remained patient, “Alright, I’m not punishing you anymore, get up.”

She didn’t move.

Seeing her reaction, Mo Shiting had no choice but to call her name, “Gu Li!”

As he spoke, he reached out to pat her shoulder.

But the moment he merely touched her, the girl suddenly tilted to the side and fell onto the mat.

Mo Shiting:”…”

Unbelievable, she was able to fall asleep while kneeling?

He had intended to shake her awake, but another thunderclap went off and he immediately changed his mind, picking her up bridal-style.

Luckily, the weather was on his side; the path back to his residence was occasionally illuminated by lightning, but the rain had stopped.

After carrying her back to the room, Mo Shiting looked at his two-meter-wide bed, then at the leather sofa nearby, and then at the sleeping person in his arms, ultimately deciding to let her sleep on the sofa.

The next morning, Gu Li stretched lazily, yawning as she opened her eyes.

Seeing that she was not in the ancestral hall, she became somewhat baffled and looked around instinctively.

After a while, her gaze was drawn to the man lying peacefully asleep on the bed.

So, this was his room?

Did he carry her here last night?

At least he had a little conscience.

However, he who punishes must distinguish right from wrong and shouldn’t have made her kneel without reason, and for that she would not forgive him.

What’s more, the bed was so large, yet he didn’t even share a little space for her. It caused her back and waist to ache and her legs to go numb.

While complaining, Gu Li carefully stood up, supporting her waist.

She tiptoed over to the bed, then lowered her head to look at him.

The man was sleeping soundly and wasn’t disturbed by her movements.

Gu Li’s eyes darted around, then she squatted down, resting her chin on her hands, appreciating his handsome face.

This was her second time seeing Mo Shiting sleeping, and she couldn’t help but admit that he looked more pleasing when asleep.

In particular, his long, curly, thick eyelashes, which were like tiny brushes. She really wanted to touch them.

But if she woke him up…

Forget it, she should not risk the big for the sake of the small. It was time to focus on the main task.

As for this main task, hehe, of course it was to draw two turtles on his face, take a photo, and use it to threaten him someday.

The girl smirked, fetching a lipstick from her small purse.

Just as she was about to draw on his comely face, her slender wrist was firmly caught by his large palm before she could even start.

“Ah ”

Gu Li screamed, and all of a sudden, she was pulled towards him, landing perfectly on top of him.

Taken entirely by surprise, their eyes met.

She was doomed this time!

The girl lamented inwardly.

Mo Shiting glanced at the lipstick in her hand, his eyebrows knitted together, “What were you planning to do to me?”