Supremely Talented Tyrant

"Damn!"

Just barely stepping inside, I was startled by Zhao Yating's scream, instinctively about to curse, but at a certain moment, my eyes suddenly widened.

"Gulp..."

Swallowed hard, Hao Jian licked his lips, felt like he scored...

"Hao Jian! Get out!"

Being stared at by Hao Jian like that, Zhao Yating's face turned beet red. She shouted in embarrassment, but that shout made her instinctively move her body, and immediately a sharp pain shot up from her ankle, causing her to frown slightly.

"No, I'm not leaving!"

Zhao Yating frowned, and realizing it, Hao Jian didn't have the mood to appreciate this divine work; instead, he took a step and quickly ran to Zhao Yating, squatting down in front of her.

"Let me see the injury..."

Before the words could finish, a shower of water came pouring down with some warmth, causing Hao Jian to helplessly close his eyes.

It turned out the showerhead lying on the ground had, unknown when, turned slightly, redirecting the spray from the glass door to Hao Jian, cutting off his unfinished sentence.

Along with it, some warm water was swallowed by Hao Jian, making the completely nude Zhao Yating opposite him utterly astonished.

"Pfft! Haha!"

After some unknown time, Zhao Yating's soft laughter suddenly burst out, a delicate hand pressed gently on Hao Jian's head, and she said laughingly, "Hao Jian, you look rather pitiful like this!"

From knowing him till now, Hao Jian always appeared calm and as if he had everything under control. He could easily handle many things, or otherwise, he'd prank her. But the soaked, bedraggled look, like a drenched chicken, was something she'd never seen before.

At that moment, she even forgot about being naked at the time.

Her laughter made her chest jiggle up and down, like little rabbits, utterly captivating, though it was a pity Hao Jian, being sprayed with the shower water, couldn't open his eyes to see it.

"Girl, aren't you... gonna move the showerhead away?!"

By now, Hao Jian was already soaked by the warm water. His jacket had already been tossed on the couch, leaving just a thin vest drenched through.

"Oh... oh..."

Hearing Hao Jian's mumbled voice, Zhao Yating understood what he meant, hurriedly grabbing the showerhead with her small hand. Just as she was about to get up and leave, she awkwardly realized her foot was still in pain...

"You..."

Noticing the water had stopped, Hao Jian wiped the water off his eyelids, slowly opening his eyes to see Zhao Yating just covering her chest, looked at her helplessly, and bluntly said, "What's there to cover, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Always read from the source: M|V|LE4MPYR.

It was just something said casually, without much thought, but hearing it, Zhao Yating's face turned even redder. She bit her lip, fiercely pointing the showerhead at Hao Jian, snorted, and said, "What's with the 'haven't seen before'?! Do you have any shame?!"

"Haha, I do, I do!"

Hao Jian scratched his head, chuckling dryly, his eyes sweeping around, then frowned, "Don't say I'm taking advantage, I'm going to carry you out now, don't bite me later..."

"What?! Did you say carry?! Am I that heavy?!"

Initially, Zhao Yating agreed with what Hao Jian said, but after chewing over his words again, she realized there were words that shouldn't be there, her eyebrows shot up, and her face showed dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Hao Jian quickly laughed dryly, smoothing things over, "My mistake, my mistake."

What's going on in this guy's head?

Had it not been for Zhao Yating being unable to walk due to pain, she wouldn't have let Hao Jian carry her, and if he was carrying her properly, it would've been fine, but the gleam in Hao Jian's eyes made Zhao Yating a bit frightened.

Just like the Big Bad Wolf wanting to eat Little Red Riding Hood, yet this feeling brought a bit of delight to Zhao Yating's heart.

This guy isn't just a fool...

Zhao Yating's thoughts were all over the place, accidentally drifting away to some improbable events...

"Such a pity, if this girl's foot weren't injured, I'd have made my move by now!"

Hao Jian sighed, placing Zhao Yating on the sofa without making eye contact, hurriedly running to grab a change of clothes for Zhao Yating from the bathroom, along with a dry towel, and putting them in front of Shu Ya with the demeanor of a gentleman, never looking directly at her.

"Take care of yourself, call me when you're ready, I'll come and check your foot."

After saying that, Hao Jian quickly walked away, grabbing his set of clothes and running up to the second floor, as if his pants were on fire.

"Pfft!"

Seeing Hao Jian like that, Zhao Yating suddenly covered her mouth, giggling, then looked at her own softness, murmuring to herself, "Has my charm really diminished?"

"Heehee!"

Zhao Yating tilted her head, decided not to think about it, picked up the dry towel beside her to wipe the water droplets off her body, and then put on the set of clothes.

Meanwhile, Hao Jian kept smacking his forehead, full of regret.

"Looking when I shouldn't, but not looking when I should."

Hao Jian's face was full of helplessness, as he kept patting his head, filled with regret. Why did he have to pretend to be a gentleman earlier? He could've taken in the scenery to his heart's content, yet it ended up like this.

"You pretend to be a righteous man for no reason at all, stirring up trouble for yourself?!"

Hao Jian pointed at his reflection in the mirror, poking himself as he muttered for a while, then with a bitter smile, waved it off, "Forget it, consider this a good deed!"

"But that girl's development is really improving, how hadn't I noticed before?"

Rubbing his chin, Hao Jian chuckled mischievously, then grabbed a set of clothes to change into, as wearing drenched clothes was uncomfortable; it was better to change as soon as possible.

Soon, Hao Jian was dressed, right as Zhao Yating's voice reached his ears, lifting his spirits, he eagerly ran downstairs.

"Haha, Tingting..."

Upon reaching the first floor and seeing Zhao Yating's stern face, all of Hao Jian's prepared explanations flew away. He immediately plastered on a smile, jogging up to Zhao Yating, full of flattery.

Rubbing his hands together with a chuckle, he asked, "What's wrong? Who upset you?"

"Hmph! A weird-looking creepy uncle!"

Zhao Yating turned her head angrily, ignoring Hao Jian. Clearly, that creepy uncle was Hao Jian himself.

"Uh..."

Of course, Hao Jian knew who she was referring to, so he touched his nose, thinking of a strategy. Immediately he slapped his mouth hard, startling Zhao Yating, who quickly turned back.

"Tingting, is it this guy?!"

Hao Jian grabbed at his own cheek, pulling it hard, talking in a muffled voice full of anger, as if talking about a sworn enemy.

"Hao Jian!"

Seeing Hao Jian's antics, Zhao Yating couldn't continue to be cross with him. She quickly got up and hugged Hao Jian tightly, startling him.

"Don't do that!"

"Uh..."

Hao Jian was momentarily stunned, saying, "Your foot doesn't hurt anymore?"

Expecting Hao Jian to say something else, Zhao Yating's face broke into a smile when she heard his words, "It stopped hurting a while ago, I just stepped wrong in the bathroom and slipped, but it's fine now."

Hearing that, Hao Jian relaxed, took a sharp slap at Zhao Yating's butt, and fiercely said, "Don't do this again! If I see this too often, I don't know if my blood can withstand it, what if it all drains out?!"

"Hmph!"

Hearing Hao Jian's cheeky words, Zhao Yating blushed deeply, bit her lip, and as if making a decision, whispered something softly in Hao Jian's ear...

"Are you serious?!"

Upon hearing those words, Hao Jian's eyes widened instantly. Seeing Zhao Yating nod shyly, he let out a hearty laugh, bending down to scoop Zhao Yating up, filled with glee.