The blush on her face deepened, and her voice was no longer as gentle as before. Instead, it carried a hint of petulance.
"Very well. I won't tease you anymore. Help me change."
Dai Mobai nodded and reached for the jade belt around his waist.
With a flash of light, a brocade robe appeared within the radiance and landed on the bed between them.
The robe was dark-colored, its fabric soft yet crisp. Subtle White Tiger patterns were embroidered across it, appearing and disappearing beneath the moonlight.
"I... all right."
Xu Xing Tong finally gave up struggling.
She slowly loosened the arms crossed over her chest, moving at an exceedingly sluggish pace.
It was only a simple movement, yet she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
Not only had her pretty face flushed bright red, even her originally fair skin had not escaped.
Under the lamplight, it radiated a faint crimson hue.
She picked up the brocade robe and spread it out, trying to find the collar.
But her hands were trembling so badly that she could barely hold the fabric steady.
The robe's dark White Tiger patterns swayed in her hands like a blur of ink.
She took a deep breath, draped the brocade robe over Dai Mobai's shoulders, then walked around to his front to fasten the jade belt at his waist.
What should have been a simple task of helping him dress took her a full quarter of an hour.
She fastened it incorrectly twice, then undid it and started over.
Her fingers skimmed across Dai Mobai's chest and slid past his waist. Every touch made her recoil as quickly as if she had been burned.
Her gaze remained lowered the entire time. She did not dare look up at Dai Mobai's face, yet she could