Cultivating Character - Xue Lun'e

Chapter 98 Cultivating Character - Xue Lun'e

Saturday is always the most relaxing time, especially in the morning. After a good night's sleep, you're always in a particularly good mood.

But for Zheng Yaxian, who was staying at home recovering from her injury, the significance of this day lay more in the fact that Zheng Daoxun would be at home.

Ya Xian had a wonderful dream, but the content of the dream was a girl's secret, and no one could tell her.

All I can say is that it was very exciting.

She smacked her lips and subconsciously rubbed her cheek against the pillow, only to find it particularly slippery and slightly damp and cool.

Zheng Yaxian was certain that she was resting her head on Zheng Daoxun's arm, but she was uncertain about—

Was the water stain on his arm Zheng Yaxian's sweat or her saliva?

The air conditioner was blowing loudly, and the quiet atmosphere seemed to provide the answer.

If I wipe it off secretly later—Oppa probably won't know, right?

Even if he knew, so what! He's so unhygienic, how dare he criticize Ya-Hsien?

As her body gradually regained its senses, she felt her whole body go limp and weak, and she couldn't wait to stretch. However, when she tried to pull her thighs off Zheng Daoxun's body...

She instinctively touched it with her leg, and her whole body instantly felt hot.

Almost as if she had sprung up, Zheng Yaxian quickly jumped off Zheng Daoxun, and then felt a chill on her chest. She had slept wrapped in a bath towel last night, but where was the bath towel now?

Zheng Yaxian subconsciously exclaimed "Ah!" but quickly lowered her voice. She looked at Zheng Daoxun, who was fast asleep beside her, and the light gray bath towel covering his face.

Luckily, she has a good habit of grabbing the blanket, so she's not completely without anything to cover herself now, but—

What if he's awake or has his eyes open when she pulls the towel off his face?

How embarrassing!

Zheng Yaxian believes that sometimes pretending to be an ostrich is a clever survival strategy.

She pulled the blanket tighter around herself and rolled to the other side of the bed like a caterpillar, pretending she was still asleep.

As long as I'm asleep, I'm not afraid of feeling embarrassed.

So who's in an awkward position?

Jung Do-hoon opened his eyes, but the bathrobe prevented him from seeing what was happening outside.

Even just by listening to her voice, he could tell that Ya Xian had woken up.

Perhaps he was just too tired from working five days a week? He fell asleep halfway through watching TV last night, and when he woke up, Ya Xian was still sleeping on top of him, her legs bent at a ninety-degree angle, pressing against his lower abdomen. His shirt was also lifted up, and a restless little hand was resting on his chest, her long, manicured nails hanging on his skin, tickling him all over.

Especially when she moved her thigh slightly, she felt the smooth skin rubbing against her, like a piece of silk.

For a moment, Jung Do-hoon really wondered if he should silently sing the national anthem in his heart, but fortunately Ya-hsien woke up and consciously moved to the other side of the bed.

He should have taken Ya Xian to the living room to watch TV earlier; otherwise, why would things have been so awkward?

After waiting a few more minutes and confirming that Ya Xian was no longer making any noise, he took off his bath towel, picked up his slippers, and slipped out of the room.

Jung Do-hoon took a deep breath and finally relaxed, but his nose still seemed to be filled with a faint milky scent.

Really bad.

He poured himself a cold shower from head to toe before Zheng Daoxun regained some of his composure.

Next time, leave a note outside your room saying "Ya Xian is not allowed to enter this room".

While drying his hair in front of the mirror, Jung Do-hoon received a text message from Fang Zhixiu.

【Secretary Do-hoon, I have two tickets here for a cultural exhibition from Spain. I was planning to go with Ji-min, but I forgot because of work. And Ji-min is busy with her audition. You and Ya-hsien can go instead~】

Then they sent two QR codes that I scanned when I entered, indicating that I used the VIP channel.

Should I take Ya-Hsien to an exhibition? It seems like a good way to spend a Saturday.

Two tickets are a bit redundant, though, since Jeong Do-hoon, as a diplomat, certainly doesn't need them.

Who gets the extra card?

Zheng Daoxun remembered the messages he hadn't replied to last night, so he randomly picked a QR code and sent it over.

"KakaoKakao!"

When the text message notification sounded, Xueyun subconsciously flipped her phone over and continued sleeping on her pillow.

"KakaoKakao!"

Who is it that's sending her a message so early in the morning?

Speaking of which, it was her turn to get up early today to buy breakfast for the members.

Was it Pei Zhenlu urging her to get up?

Xueyun rubbed her eyes, reached out and groped around on the bed for a while before pulling her phone under the covers. The phone screen illuminated her wide-open eyes.

[Official Secretary Do-hoon: Image]

[Official Secretary Do-hoon: Tickets for the Spanish cultural exhibition must be collected by the attendees.]

error?

She sat up in bed almost immediately.

Yesterday, Xueyun was thinking that since Zheng Daoxun was free on Friday night, the two of them could try to practice their spoken English again.

He read my message but hasn't replied; he's probably busy.

To everyone's surprise, Zheng Daoxun sent over the tickets early in the morning.

Who wouldn't feel that way at this moment?

After seeing her message yesterday, Jung Do-hoon immediately used his connections to get her a ticket.

Maybe she's overthinking it.

Xueyun pursed her lips, thinking hard, her fingers tapping randomly on the screen, but after a long time, there were no words in the chat box.

How should I reply to his message?

Send a cute emoji to say thank you?

Wouldn't that seem too casual?

But if she edited a long passage, wouldn't Zheng Daoxun think she was making a mountain out of a molehill? Besides, it would be difficult for him to read.

He will definitely read his own message carefully.

How can you express yourself as much as possible within a limited number of words?

Okay, in the end I awkwardly decided to send an emoji.

【Thank you, Secretary! I will cherish this opportunity!】 Xueyun quickly added, then glanced at the time noted below the QR code:

The validity period ends today.

They actually used the VIP channel?

Will I run into Jeong Do-hoon at the cultural exhibition?

Xueyun scratched her hair and took a deep breath.

She absolutely has to go today.

It wasn't for the sake of a chance encounter with Jung Do-hoon or anything; that's highly unlikely.

They've already gotten you tickets, how can you not be grateful?

"If you don't go—then I'll take more photos for you."

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Xueyun muttered to herself as she put on her slippers and quickly walked outside.

"Hey Yoona, why are you in such a hurry?" Bae Jin-sol happened to be passing by her door and almost got bumped into.

"I'm going to see an exhibition."

"Huh? A game convention? Or a comic convention?" Bae Jin-sul scratched his head, looking puzzled. "Why didn't you invite me to come with you?"

"Spanish Culture Exhibition"

"Why would you go to a place like that?"

"To cultivate one's character."

Pei Zhenlu watched Xue Yun sitting at the dressing table, frantically touching up her makeup: "Huh? Cultivating your mind? You?"

"Is that not allowed?"

Meanwhile, in Zheng Daoxun's apartment, Zheng Yaxian, wrapped in a bath towel and looking groggy from sleep, walked out with messy hair.

"Oppa, good morning————"

"Good morning, are we going out to play today?"

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