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    The Ancient Yandere’s Doll (12)

    The tips of his ears were bright red, and even his usually pale fair skin was flushed.

    Murong Jin grabbed a silk blanket nearby to cover her, but his eyes uncontrollably caught a glimpse of certain things…

    After covering her, Murong Jin looked as if he had just accomplished a major life event. Fine beads of sweat dotted his forehead, and the flush spread all the way down to his neck.

    Xu Xinghe was still a little groggy, but the uncomfortable feeling had disappeared and the heat in her body gradually subsided.

    Feeling that her temperature had returned to normal, Murong Jin let out a breath of relief.

    But the sense of nearly losing her still lingered. One of his hands gripped her hand firmly.

    His other hand held a handkerchief to gently wipe the fine sweat from her face. In fact, he wanted more to lick it away, but he was afraid Xing Xing would be angry.

    By the time Xu Xinghe woke up, it was already dark outside. The room had been lit with oil lamps by Murong Jin, though the light was still dim.

    “Xing Xing, you’re awake…” Murong Jin was startled by his own hoarse voice as soon he as spoke. The blush that had just subsided began surging up again.

    Xu Xinghe gave him a puzzled look and felt how tightly their hands were clasped together. She could even feel the sweat forming in her palm.

    The sticky sensation made her frown slightly in discomfort. As soon as she tried to pull her hand away, he abruptly grabbed her wrist again.

    “What’s wrong?” Murong Jin stared at her with dark and unfathomable eyes. Why did Xing Xing always want to pull away from him?

    “There’s sweat on my palm, it’s uncomfortable…”

    His expression softened only after hearing her explanation. As long as she wasn’t trying to leave him, it was fine.

    He took out a handkerchief, held her palm, and carefully wiped it clean, not missing a single gap between her fingers.

    Xu Xinghe felt the sticky sensation disappear and relaxed her brow. Then she noticed something strange about her own body.

    She curiously looked under the blanket and froze.

    She stared at Murong Jin with wide eyes and saw him deliberately avert his gaze. She knew immediately that he had definitely seen everything.

    Although she was a little shy, she had a good mindset and quickly accepted the situation. After all, she came here for him. Sooner or later, it was bound to happen.

    On the other hand, Murong Jin seemed even more nervous than her. He turned his head away and didn’t dare to look into her eyes. The tips of his ears were turning red.

    Xu Xinghe playfully reached out and pinched his red earlobe. Feeling him tremble, she heard his breathing grow heavier.

    “Xing Xing… don’t tease me.” Murong Jin’s voice was hoarse and low. He could hear his heartbeat racing faster and faster, a sign that he was about to lose control.

    Seeing his pitiful expression, Xu Xinghe didn’t let go. Instead, she leaned in closer. “Ah Jin~ Don’t you like it?”

    Murong Jin felt as though an electric current shot through his heart, leaving him numb and tingly. His hands fidgeted helplessly with the hem of his clothes.

    Xu Xinghe thought he would be too shy to answer, but then Murong Jin spoke.

    “I like it… I like it very much.” He stammered out an answer to her question, even though it was a little embarrassing to admit. But he really did like it.

    He liked it very much.

    Seeing him blushing as if he was about to faint, Xu Xinghe withdrew her mischievous hand. She only wanted to start a fire and not put one out.

    Murong Jin watched her hand pull away and looked at it with a hint of grievance.

    Xu Xinghe pretended not to notice his gaze. Remembering she was still naked, she said, “Ah Jin, I need a set of clothes.”

    Murong Jin nodded. He had already ordered the servants to make a new dress immediately using cloud-patterned brocade. It should be ready by now.

    Sure enough, a knock came at the door, followed by a servant’s voice.

    “Young Master Jin, the clothes you ordered are ready.”

    The servant was actually very curious. His young master had never had any woman by his side, but today he had ordered them to prepare a woman’s dress.

    What was even stranger was that he asked it to be brought to his room and told the servant to leave immediately after announcing it.

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