Chapter 9: A Gentle Blade

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"Rogue, let me go!" Bai Rou, seeing that she could not break free from Dong Jian's embrace, shouted with a choked voice

What is wrong with me?" Bai Rou continued to feign ignorance and pressed for answers.

After speaking, he paused for a moment. Seeing Bai Rou still standing there in a daze, he continued, "Even if you have somnambulism, I cannot be scared by you for nothing today. Let me give you a little kiss, and we will treat it as if nothing has happened." After saying this, he slowly leaned his head closer.

Bai Rou thought for a moment: "Then during the day, we will each be busy with our own matters, but in the evening, you must listen to me."

Dong Jian tightly clasped his hands, while Bai Rou slowly opened her eyes. As soon as Bai Rou saw that Dong Jian had awakened, she continued, "I haven't eaten watermelon in a long time; let's see if this watermelon is ripe." Saying this, she reached out and patted Dong Jian on the head.

Dong Jian suppressed the urge to laugh and said: "I sincerely apologize, I only snore because I had too much to drink. Rest assured, I will be more careful in the future"

"Then I can't just do nothing all day, waiting at home to serve you, can I?" Dong Jian asked, looking at Bai Rou's charming little face.

Dong Jian furrowed his brows and released Bai Rou: "I have decided not to rent with you anymore." After saying this, he stood up.

Bai Rou nodded in satisfaction: "I have no classes this afternoon, and I will have lunch at home. No matter what you have to do, you must hurry back at noon to cook for me."

Dong Jian still had no intention of letting go. He held Bai Rou close and said, "You look great even when you're angry."

Only the soft, rosy little mouth was tightly pursed, as if she was trying hard not to laugh out loud, while holding a kitchen knife in her hand and gesturing with it above her head. The tall figure slowly walked to Dong Jian's bedside. She lowered her head to look at Dong Jian, who seemed to be already fast asleep.

He secretly chuckled to himself, wondering what peculiar methods this naive beauty had thought of to deal with him. He quickly closed his eyes and stealthily peeked at Bai Rou, who was tiptoeing in.

She straightened up, her beautiful eyes becoming dull and lifeless, and coldly shouted, "Cut, cut the watermelon, cut, cut the watermelon." The kitchen knife in her hand began to dance even more rapidly above her head

Bai Rou saw Dong Jian standing up, his face still devoid of any expression, and he continued to mutter: "Watermelons are only delicious when they are ripe. Today the watermelon is not ripe, but it will definitely be ripe tomorrow"

Night. As Dong Jian, who had not found a job for a day, tossed and turned thinking about what kind of job to look for, he heard the gentle sound of a key being inserted into the door.

"I will fight you to the end!" Bai Rou exclaimed with a delicate voice, desperately trying to break free from Dong Jian's embrace. However, Dong Jian's arm merely wrapped gently around her slender waist, and no matter how much she struggled, she could not escape from his hold.

Seeing that Bai Rou's face still showed no reaction, he said with a mischievous smile: "I heard that people with somnambulism, when they sleepwalk, forget everything that happened during the episode upon waking up."

Unexpectedly, Dong Jian did not express her thoughts as she had previously planned: "In the middle of the night, you come to my room, insisting on sharing a bed with me. When I refuse, you go to the kitchen to fetch a kitchen knife to threaten me."

Seeing Dong Jian nod in agreement, a smug and mischievous smile appeared on Bai Rou's small face

"Your crying looks truly beautiful." Bai Rou did not expect that her sobs would receive praise from Dong Jian, and her voice immediately came to a halt, her beautiful eyes glaring fiercely at Dong Jian

Dong Jian shook his head and laughed, saying: "This is truly strange. I am sitting here perfectly fine. You rush over and throw yourself into my arms, yet you still say I am the rogue. Who exactly is the rogue between us?"

Having been prepared, Dong Jian stood up and quietly looked at Bai Rou, who, in the dim light, pretended to be surprised and exclaimed: "Dong Jian, how could I be in your room?"

"Let me go, you rogue!" Bai Rou's hands were desperately pounding on Dong Jian's body, but her delicate fists had no effect whatsoever on him.

When Bai Rou heard Dong Jian mention the embarrassing incident from last night, her face immediately turned pale. She suddenly stood up, clenched her fist, and swung it down towards Dong Jian's head.

"You said you would do your best to compensate for the wounds in my heart and that you wouldn't run away," Bai Rou said with conviction.

Dong Jianyi reached out, holding Bai Rou's delicate body tightly, and said with a smile, "Bai Rou, what are you doing? Please don't always throw yourself at me, alright?"

Watching the pure and lovely girl suddenly transform into a lioness, Dong Jian felt even angrier. He stretched out his foot, perfectly blocking Bai Rou's advance, causing her to stumble and fall right into Dong Jian's embrace.

Dong Jian regained his composure from the shock and recalled what Luo Qiwen had told him yesterday: that Bai Rou and Chu Xixue had been frightened into renting a place because one of their roommates suffered from somnambulism. Realizing that Bai Rou was using this tactic to scare him, he suppressed the urge to laugh and stood up abruptly from the bed

Dong Jian's eyes were fixed on Bai Rou, wearing an expression of curiosity.

"Do not forget that the first rule among the twenty-four filial piety of men is that you must obey my words." Helpless, Bai Rou had no choice but to take out the agreement

Dong Jian was immediately drenched in cold sweat, not expecting this girl to be so ruthless. He reached out and grabbed Bai Rou's soft arm.

Seeing that Bai Rou truly treated herself as a servant, Dong Jian's anger surged immediately. He clenched his fists and forced a smile on his face: "Bai Rou, your figure is so good; is it because you exercise every night?"

Dong Jian held Bai Rou's wrist with one hand and raised the other, shaking it in front of Bai Rou's beautiful eyes. Noticing that Bai Rou's eyes did not blink at all, he murmured to himself: "Could it be somnambulism? Oh dear, I must not let her treat her head like a watermelon and cut it open"

Bai Rou's arm was grasped, and a hint of disappointment appeared on her face. She sighed, saying, "Alas, this watermelon is so hard; it must not be ripe yet. I will come back to cut it once it is ripe." After saying this, she turned to leave, but her wrist was still held in Dong Jian's hand.

Dong Jian knew in his heart that Bai Rou wanted to keep him steady while looking for an opportunity to take revenge on him. A strange sense of anticipation rose within him, wondering if her next methods of revenge would be as captivating as last night.

What do you want? Seeing Bai Rou's actions, Dong Jian unexpectedly felt a surge of happiness in his heart

He was just about to speak when he noticed Bai Rou's face turning even redder: "How can you snore so loudly while sleeping? I couldn't get a good night's sleep in my own room because of your snoring."

Dong Jiansong released Bai Rou's wrist and pretended to be angry as he continued, "Regarding what happened on the long-distance bus, I feel quite guilty. I planned to share a rental with you here and do more for you to make up for the hurt in your heart, but look at you now."

Dong Jian feigned anger and glared at Bai Rou fiercely: "Bai Rou, you can't do this without me."

Bai Rou's small face flushed red, and she cried out with a "Wow."

Just as his lips were about to touch Bai Rou's cherry lips, Bai Rou let out a sharp scream.

Bai Rou suddenly blocked Dong Jian's path: "Want to leave? It's not that easy."

After striking Dong Jian's head, Bai Rou nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm, this watermelon is ripe, it sounds like a red sandy loam." Having said that, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand and swung it down towards Dong Jian's head.

"What is wrong with me?" Bai Rou asked, feigning confusion.