Accidental kiss

Belch... Something seemed off, especially the sensation on her lips. It felt cold, yet strangely familiar, with a hint of mint fragrance. It was soft and gentle, as if she was eating vanilla-flavored Häagen-Dazs ice cream. But wait, ice cream had no place in this situation!

Helian Weiwei quickly opened her eyes and found herself falling into the arms of a man. Even more bizarrely, their lips were still pressed together!

The dark figure standing nearby stared at the unexpected scene, mouth agape, lost in thought. He forgot to speak or help His Royal Highness up, frozen in place like a statue.

Wait a minute... Wasn't this the "red plover" that the master always wanted to kill? How did she manage to scale the wall and not die? Don't kill the master!

Helian Weiwei wanted to say, "Isn't it just a kiss?" She, the protagonist, remained calm, wondering why the person next to her was overreacting. The man beneath her even pushed her away as if she were some harmful bacteria!

Now that she had a clear view of the man's face, she couldn't help but take in his disfigured smirk, his dark, unruly hair that resembled the night, his thick, alluring lashes with a touch of silver-gray, his straight nose resembling ancient jade, and his lips that glistened like pearls, exuding an irresistible allure. The drop of blood on his thin lips only added to his breathtaking charm.

There was only one flaw in this otherwise perfect picture—the man's eyes held a tinge of loss.

Wasn't it supposed to be disadvantageous for women in these situations? Moreover, it was her first kiss, so why was he upset?

But... If she had a face that could turn heads like his, she might also be dissatisfied. After all, she was at fault for recklessly jumping off the wall and crashing into him, resulting in an unintended kiss—a forceful one at that.

Yes, it was undoubtedly a forceful kiss.

Helian Weiwei had committed many sins in her life, but she had never felt as weak as she did now. The man's aura, steeped in darkness and anger, made it hard to breathe. It was the aura of a king who had long been entrenched in a position of power.

With the confusion still lingering in their minds, Helian Weiwei decided to seize the opportunity and reach for her small schoolbag on the ground, intending to make her escape.

However, before she could even lift her foot, the man grabbed her like a chicken, his gloved left hand gripping the collar of her clothes. His voice was cold as he asked, "Where do you think you're going?"

Did this woman, after forcefully kissing him, now want to run away and pretend nothing happened?

Belch... He didn't know if he should be alive or dead!

Thinking along these lines, Baili Jiajue's eyes grew colder. Every year, many new students were admitted to the academy, and that guy Nangong Lie must have found it amusing to secretly arrange for her to stay in this courtyard. Yet, as soon as he arrived, a small schoolbag came flying over the wall, and then... she crashed into him.

Baili Jiajue tilted his head, furrowing his brows, seemingly contemplating what to do with this "little thing" in his grasp.

Finally, he spoke slowly, "You are responsible."

"What?" Helian Weiwei thought she had misheard and stumbled over her words.

The man's eyes, still fixed on her, stared at her with a chilling indifference. It wasn't so much a gaze as it was a stare that could tear her apart.

Helian Weiwei raised her hands, signaling for a temporary truce, and an evil smile formed on her lips. "Alright, how should I be responsible then?" Was she expected to make a pledge? Hearing her words, the shadow who had just recovered from the shock gasped!

What had this woman just said? Was she asking His Highness to make a promise with his body?!

Heavens and Earth, may Guanyin Bodhisattva manifest quickly!

Please silence this woman who defies all common sense. He didn't want to witness His Highness's hands stained with blood on his very first day at the academy!

"Pledge with my body?" Nangong Jiajue playfully pinched Helian Weiwei's chin. His fingertips gently traced her lips, emitting a warm sensation, while his cold breath brushed against her face. "If you want to make a pledge, shouldn't you examine the merchandise?" he uttered with a deep, hoarse voice.

These words sent shivers down her spine.

"Go prepare a room," he instructed the shadow standing nearby.

The shadow's eyes widened in disbelief. As far as he could remember, His Highness had never taken the initiative. It was always the women who threw themselves at him, and he would dismiss them without a second thought.

But today...

Shaking his head, the shadow turned and left. He must have been overthinking things. The reason His Highness wanted a room was merely to find a clean place to dispose of the body.

Yes, that must be it!

Otherwise, he couldn't fathom why His Highness would take an interest in that woman. That pot of black skin?

Meanwhile, Helian Weiwei looked at the shadow's face, which seemed even more shocked than her. It annoyed her. What did this guard mean? Did he think she was unworthy of his master?

Although her face wasn't completely clean yet, she still had clear eyes and fair skin. Compared to those dark-skinned people, she could still be considered snow-white.

Wasn't that good enough?

Besides, it would be her who would be dragged into this XXOO, not him. Why did he look as if he had seen a ghost?

Helian Weiwei listened to the fading footsteps of the departing shadow, burying her small face in her hands. Her cunning eyes glimmered mischievously.

"How about it?" The man lifted his hand that held her chin, forcing her to face his handsome visage. His jet-black brows, straight nose, and thin, teasing lips made his abyss-like eyes even more captivating. The rest of his features remained hidden in the interplay of light and shadow, but it was his eyes that commanded the most attention. "Do you regret it?" he asked.

As he spoke, his slender fingers slowly slid down to her neck, gripping it tightly. It seemed as though he could snuff out her life with a mere nod.

Helian Weiwei responded with a charming smile. With her one free arm, she boldly wrapped it around the man's lean waist. Her face tilted slightly upward. "I'm afraid you'll regret it," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of seduction.

"Oh?" The man narrowed his eyes, a playful glint flickering in them. He observed the little woman in his arms who showed no fear of death. The dangerous and wicked smile at the corner of his mouth deepened...