Chapter 16

Beiyin Yao sat on the ground, catching her breath. She gritted her teeth, stood up, and helped Yang Luo to his feet. After a few steps, she would stop to rest, and eventually, she took off her high heels and walked barefoot. Fortunately, her house was a villa, and the door opened directly into the hall. The short distance of just a few dozen meters took her more than ten minutes to help Yang Luo to the sofa in the hall.

She plopped down on the sofa, looking at Yang Luo's sleeping face, which looked like that of a child. A faint smile appeared on her cold face. "What kind of person are you, really?" She stared at Yang Luo for a while, then reached out to take off his clothes. When she saw the scars on his body, her heart began to tremble, and she gently touched them with her trembling hands. "You must have many stories, don't you?"

Yang Luo seemed to sense something and moved slightly. Beiyin Yao, startled like a rabbit, jumped up. Seeing that Yang Luo was still asleep, she let out a sigh of relief, her face gradually turning rosy. She had never been so close to a man before, except for her father, and especially not when the man was bare-chested.

Beiyin Yao walked to the bathroom, took a wet towel, and returned to gently wipe Yang Luo's body. When she tried to turn him over to clean his back, she saw a gun in his belt. She reached out to take the gun, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and the cold barrel of the gun was pressed against her head. "Who are you?" His voice was cold and emotionless.

Beiyin Yao's face turned pale, and she stammered, "I... I'm the person you saved at the bank today." Sensing no danger, Yang Luo lay back on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep again, dropping the gun to the floor.

Beiyin Yao took a long time to recover. "What has he been through? So many scars on his body, and he can still be so alert even in deep sleep. Not a soldier, not a police officer, but he legally owns a gun. He's truly a mysterious man."

Thinking about this, she continued to wipe Yang Luo's body. After cleaning his upper body, she hesitated for a moment, then blushed and took off his pants. Seeing Yang Luo in just his underwear, her face turned even redder, and she gently wiped him with trembling hands.

Finally, she finished cleaning Yang Luo and sighed in relief. She found a blanket and covered him, then picked up his clothes, checked the pockets, and took out the items inside. She saw a few dollars and a small green book, which was likely his gun permit. She picked up the gun and the permit and placed them on the coffee table, then took the clothes to wash them.

By the time she finished washing, drying, and folding the clothes and placed them on the coffee table, she realized she was drenched in sweat, and her clothes were sticking to her body, making her uncomfortable. She rested for a while, then stood up and went to the bathroom to shower. When she came out of the shower, if Yang Luo had been awake, he would have been treated to a feast for his eyes, calling her a top-notch beauty.

Beiyin Yao wrapped herself in a bath towel, her snow-white skin, slender shoulders, and long, smooth legs glistening with a subtle luster. Her chest, two peaks of jade, seemed to be straining against the towel. The peaks were even more eye-catching.

She walked to Yang Luo, helped him up, and led him to her room. The feeling of their skin touching made her heart flutter, and her originally snow-white skin turned a rosy pink. She laid Yang Luo down on the bed, covered him with a blanket, and then came out. She lay on the sofa and checked the time; it was already two in the morning, but she had no sleepiness. She dozed off only when it was almost dawn.

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