Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert

38th Parallel!

Watching Bai Zhiqing’s actions, Lu Tianxing suddenly remembered how he and his classmates used to draw a "38th Parallel" across the desk with a small knife back in his childhood, declaring that no one was allowed to cross that line, or else they deserved the punishment without telling the teacher.

"You better behave yourself and don’t cross this line, or you’ll bear the consequences."

Bai Zhiqing pulled out a pair of cold, gleaming scissors from under the pillow, waved them around twice, then hid them back under the pillow.

Staring at the 38th Parallel in front of him, Lu Tianxing recalled the flash of the cold scissors and finally sighed, turning his back to Bai Zhiqing and laying down to sleep. It looked like he couldn’t be a "beast" today, but rather a beast that couldn’t quite live up to the name.

Watching Lu Tianxing turn his back and lie down, Bai Zhiqing rolled over too but didn’t fall asleep. Instead, she pricked up her ears and listened closely to the movements of Lu Tianxing beside her. Unfortunately, even after a while, Lu Tianxing didn’t make a peep. All that came through was the sound of his even breathing.

"Could this damned jerk have found his conscience?"

A thought flashed through Bai Zhiqing’s mind, which she quickly shook off. She’d rather believe that dogs can change their habit of eating crap, or that sows had learned to climb trees than believe Lu Tianxing had become an upright gentleman. This guy must be pretending to sleep and waiting for her to let down her guard and doze off before he made his inappropriate move.

For a while, Bai Zhiqing felt troubled, wanting to turn over and see whether Lu Tianxing was feigning sleep or really sleeping; yet she feared that he was lying in wait like a wide-mouthed predator, ready for her—the little white rabbit—to willingly hop into his trap.