Moving to the Golden Courtyard

"Even if I got angry, so what? It's not like I could really lose my temper at you, Sister Nya... The moment I saw you, all my anger disappeared.

Sister Nya, don't you know? Whenever I get irritated, I can't help wanting to come find you. Because whenever I'm by your side, my heart naturally becomes calm."

Aponia turned her face away and spoke softly.

"Isn't it because you're deeply infatuated with my body?"

Xu Qi's expression stiffened.

Aponia herself seemed to realize only then that speaking so softly was no different from whispering directly beside Xu Qi's ear.

Xu Qi's gaze instinctively swept over the nun's devilish figure, completely wrapped in her nun's habit. She was dressed in such a restrained, ascetic style...

Yet beneath those conservative clothes was a body so captivating.

Indeed...

It was because Xu Qi knew how beautiful it was.

His gaze uncontrollably skimmed over those full, rounded curves, and he subconsciously swallowed.

Xu Qi withdrew his hand and turned around, facing the bar.

He forced himself to stop thinking about all that nonsense and pretended he hadn't heard anything.

"Xu Qi..."

The nun's hand stroked Xu Qi's back.

"I can hear your thoughts. Pretending to be deaf won't work."

This time, Xu Qi's expression completely froze. His eyes began darting about, but in the end, no matter how hard he forced himself to look elsewhere, they always returned to that warm, enticing heart.

That devilish figure...

"Sister Nya, it's not like I'm always... thinking about that kind of thing. I just..."

Seeing this, Aponia not only showed no displeasure, but sat even closer to Xu Qi.

Her alluring fragrance and soft body were within easy reach. As long as Xu Qi wished, he could indulge himself to his heart's content.

"Why are you nervous,