My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 273 - 273 273 A Sensuous Nap Time

273: Chapter 273: A Sensuous Nap Time 273: Chapter 273: A Sensuous Nap Time “Mom, no, let him crash on the sofa in the living room for a bit!” He Mei suggested, looking at her mother.

Mrs.

He didn’t hesitate, firmly shaking her head.

“That won’t do, it’s too impolite, and you know what your dad’s like.

He’s our guest; you can’t have a guest sleep on the couch!”

“But you can’t have a guest sleep in your daughters’ room either!” He Mei, on the verge of tears, thought even worse of Su Xuan.

“Alright, Mei, just make do with your sister for now.

It’s not like Su is staying with us forever, and you two used to sleep together all the time anyway!”

After patting He Mei on the shoulder, Mrs.

He left her daughter’s room.

“Su Xuan, you big jerk!” He Mei cursed, feeling somewhat helpless.

She had no choice but to tidy up her room, hide her private things that couldn’t be seen by others, and then she left her room.

He Mei then had an idea.

Since Su Xuan would be staying in her house, wasn’t this an opportunity to learn more about the tattoo?

Why not take advantage of the situation and have a good look at the tattoo on Su Xuan’s wrist while he slept…

The thought He Mei had naturally concerned the tattoo on Su Xuan’s wrist.

With Su Xuan staying over for the night and sleeping in her room, it naturally gave He Mei some opportunities.

“You asked for this.

If I find out the secret of the tattoo and confirm you’re a bad guy, I absolutely won’t let you off the hook.

Even if you saved my sister, I won’t be lenient.

I’m never merciful when it comes to dealing with bad guys!”

He Mei clenched her fists and glanced at Su Xuan, who was still drinking.

That’s what she thought to herself before heading straight into her sister’s room.

At this very moment, He Xiaowen was absorbed in drawing something at her desk.

Upon closer inspection, it was apparent that He Xiaowen was drawing something from her mind with a cute little dimple showing, seeming to be quite happy.

She was so engrossed that she didn’t even realize her sister had entered the room and was standing behind her.

“Little Wen, didn’t mom say you were having a nap?

What are you drawing?” He Mei suddenly spoke up.

“Ah!”

Startled, He Xiaowen quickly hid her drawing at high speed and turned her blushing face to look at her sister, who had appeared out of nowhere.

“Sis, why would you come in like that without knocking!” He Xiaowen said, a bit annoyed, her face still flushed.

Looking at her little sister acting this way, He Mei smiled and observed her.

“Mom said you were napping.

If I had knocked, wouldn’t I have woken you up?

And hey, seems like someone didn’t nap at all.

I wonder what’s on your mind,” teased He Mei.

At those words, Little Lolita He Xiaowen became even more embarrassed.

“I wasn’t thinking anything!” He Xiaowen defended herself, but as she spoke, her voice got quieter until it faded away completely.

“Come on, show your sister what you were drawing?

You hid it as soon as I came in.

Let me see!” He Mei said.

“It was nothing, Sis.

What are you doing in my room?” He Xiaowen asked with a feeling that suggested she wanted her sister to leave.

He Mei sat down on He Xiaowen’s pink bed and spoke casually,

“Your savior drank too much today.

He can’t leave, so he’ll rest at our place for the afternoon, and my room has been cleared for him.

So, I will join you for a nap this afternoon!” He Mei said flatly.

“Brother Su isn’t going home?” He Xiaowen bounced up, sounding somewhat happy.

“Of course.

If you don’t believe me, go out and see for yourself if dad and he are still drinking,” He Mei replied.

Hearing that Su Xuan hadn’t left, He Xiaowen was naturally delighted and wanted to step out of the room to see for herself, also to make sure her sister wasn’t lying.

Just as He Xiaowen was about to pass He Mei, He Mei suddenly extended her hand with lightning speed and snatched the paper that He Xiaowen was hiding behind her back.

He Xiaowen then realized she’d been tricked by her older sister and that her drawing had been taken by He Mei.

“Sis, how could you do this, give it back to me!” He Xiaowen’s face turned red, as she chased after He Mei.

But He Mei, with a smile on her face, had already unfolded He Xiaowen’s hidden drawing.

On the paper was a sketch, a portrait of Su Xuan.

He Mei recognized it immediately, as He Xiaowen was quite skilled at drawing.

“You naughty sister, how dare you trick me!” He Xiaowen, her face flushed, snatched the drawing back and hid it once again.

He Mei looked at her younger sister with a smile and said,

“Wen, I’m not lying.

Anyway, I can only sleep with you at noon, since that guy will indeed stay for the whole afternoon!” He Mei said.

“You bad sister, sneaking a peek at my privacy!” He Xiaowen was very angry.

Seeing her sister getting angry, He Mei sat on the big bed and smiled faintly.

“Little girl, don’t think I can’t see it—you’re smitten.

What, just because someone saved you once, you’re planning to offer yourself to him?

In my opinion, this Su Xuan is no good.

Even if he’s wealthy, our family isn’t lacking in money.

Once I catch him red-handed, you’ll see whether he’s a good person or not!” He Mei clenched her little fists firmly as she said this.

In her eyes, Su Xuan was indeed no good.

“Sister, how can you say that?

Anyway, I think he’s a good person!”

He Mei just laughed and said nothing, her mind already pondering the tattoo investigation she’d planned for the afternoon.

Su Xuan and He Yaohui kept drinking for more than half an hour.

Su Xuan was completely drunk, but he was feeling very comfortable.

This drinking session also served to fully cement his relationship with He Yaohui.

The last thread of Su Xuan’s rationality was to return to He Mei’s room and then lie on her white big bed, inhaling the faint fragrance from the bedding, which made Su Xuan somewhat drowsily fall asleep.

At around 2:30 in the afternoon, the He Family had a habit of taking a nap, so the room was very quiet.

The door to He Xiaowen’s room slowly opened, and He Mei tiptoed out before gently closing the door behind her.

“This is it, success or failure hinges on this moment.

Today, I’ll see what exactly that tattoo on your wrist is and why you’re so fearful of me seeing it!”

Muttering to herself, He Mei’s speed didn’t decrease as she went straight to her own room’s door, pulled out a key from her pocket, and unlocked it.

Just as the key was inserted into the lock, Su Xuan, lying on the big bed, opened his eyes in an instant.

Su Xuan immediately became alert.

“What’s going on here?

An assassin?

No, this is the He residence; an assassin shouldn’t have the key, right?”

Many thoughts were racing through Su Xuan’s mind.

Su Xuan clenched his fist, prepared for any eventuality, ready to counterattack at the first sign of an assassin.

Although Su Xuan had drunk a lot, as he was lying there, he found something strange—the alcohol in his body was disappearing, perhaps due to the Powerful Gu.

In just over an hour, not a trace of drunkenness remained in Su Xuan, and most importantly, there was no sign of weakness in his body, as if he hadn’t had a drink that day at all.

He Mei opened her room with ease and went straight to the bedside, casting a glance at Su Xuan with a trace of a smile on her lips.

“Now, let’s see what this secretive tattoo of yours is all about,” she muttered, focusing her gaze on Su Xuan’s wrist, where he wore his watch.

As she slowly approached Su Xuan’s wristwatch, just as He Mei’s fingers grasped Su Xuan’s hand, the corners of Su Xuan’s mouth revealed a mischievous smile.

In the next instant, Su Xuan’s arm filled with strength.

As He Mei grabbed the hand wearing the wristwatch—the one with the tattoo—Su Xuan exerted force, and in a swift move, he grabbed He Mei’s hand in return.

He Mei couldn’t have imagined, it being well into the afternoon already, that Su Xuan, supposedly drunk, had yet to fall into a deep sleep.

The next moment, with one strong move, Su Xuan pressed He Mei underneath him, and his other hand covered her mouth, muffling her sounds to mere whimpering.

At that instant, He Mei panicked, her mind going completely blank.

As Su Xuan pinned He Mei down, he inhaled the scent emanating from her body, identical to the one on the bedding he slept on earlier; except now, it was more concentrated and more real coming directly from He Mei.

Glancing at He Mei, Su Xuan then spoke in a very low voice.

“I can let go of your mouth, but only on the condition that you won’t scream.

You sneaking over here, if your family sees us, we won’t be able to explain, and it will affect you quite badly!”

With her mouth covered by Su Xuan, He Mei couldn’t speak, but she nodded earnestly.

Su Xuan slowly let go of her mouth, and He Mei didn’t immediately scream but just looked at him.

“I said you were a bad person, and it seems I was completely right.

You’re not even asleep despite being drunk!” He Mei said sharply, her aura unwavering.