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She bared her teeth, hugging the white jade brick as she wobbled her way up the steps. Just as the tip of her foot stepped onto the stone stairs, her knees suddenly went soft, and her entire body pitched forward. Oh no, she had stepped on the hem of her cumbersome scholarly robe—

Seeing her head about to crash against the White Jade Brick, her waist was scooped backward by an arm. A wide sleeve lightly swept past, taking the brick from her hands, and instead of hitting the floor, her nose slammed into a wide, sturdy chest, instantly filling her nostrils with the scent of books and ink.

"Who told you to carry bricks here?"

"..."

"Why is it that the moment I let you go, you find a way to make me lose track of you everywhere?"

Lover-like complaints spilled from Young Master's soft lips, completely ignoring the fact that they were both dressed in men's scholarly robes. He firmly circled her waist with a single arm while holding the two pieces of White Jade Brick he had snatched from her in his other hand. He frowned at the culprits that had nearly caused her to fall flat on her face, and with a flick of his sleeve, he prepared to toss the bricks away.

"Don't throw them! Young Master!"

Frowning, Li Chenjing grew even more displeased. Did she know how much willpower he had used last night to let her return obediently? He had tossed and turned all night like an idiot, wondering what he should say and do when he saw her the next day, and whether things between them might change because of their intimate touch. Perhaps Little Eight would take the initiative to get a bit closer to him today. He had suppressed himself