Chapter 233 - 237 Suspicion (6)
This guy drank too much last night, and Jian Anning, all by herself, put forth a Herculean effort to finally drag him back to his room. As she had just managed to get his body to the edge of the bed, perhaps because of the way he was lying, Yu Zexiao unceremoniously threw up with a loud "Wa."
But even when he was drunk, the germaphobe tendencies in Yu Zexiao’s brain hadn’t gone on strike. Smelling the pungent odor all over himself, he refused to rest obediently in his own room.
Jian Anning was about to have a breakdown! At four in the morning, she had dragged the completely inebriated Yu Zexiao back. After he threw up, she reluctantly took him to her own room. She cleaned his dirty clothes, wiped the floor, changed the sheets, washed the clothes, and by the time everything was in order, the sky was already showing the first light of dawn.
Having stayed up all night without sleep, Jian Anning was near insanity. The room wasn’t suitable for drying the clothes and sheets, so she had to take them to the laundry room and grabbed breakfast at the restaurant along the way.
As she just pushed the door open, she saw Yu Zexiao half-lying on her bed, with his long legs comfortably crossed and extended. His upper body was robust, lazily leaning against the head of the bed. Yu Zexiao had pale skin, but not the sickly kind of pale. Thanks to the alcohol, his complexion had a slight pink hue to it, reminiscent of Europeans and American skin but much finer.
His entire body boasted a well-toned physique. Below his beautiful collarbones was a solid chest and a set of eight-pack abs, each muscle like a full and robust key on a keyboard. With broad shoulders and a firm waist, his inverted triangle shape did not come across as rough or wild, but rather carried an air of noble delicacy and elegance.