The Quick Transmigration Goddess is a Sweet Thing

Chapter 46: Lover (7)

Su Kui bit her lip. Before she turned around and dashed out of the bathroom, she said, “Enjoy your shower, I’m going out.”

The frosted glass door was slammed shut under Song Cheng’s shocked gaze.

The moment she got out of the bathroom, Su Kui could no longer keep a straight face. She started to grin from ear to ear until finally, she could not keep it up anymore. Running out of the room, she covered her face with her hands as she laughed silently.

‘It’s real! It’s him!’

The feeling of two incomplete souls meeting again and being deeply attracted to each other had returned.

Su Kui did not expect to really see him again. Even though he had lost all memories of his previous life, it still came as a big surprise to her.

‘So what if he has forgotten about me? I have faith that I can get him to fall in love with me again!’ After she laughed for a while, Su Kui got herself together. She returned to the bedroom, quickly changed into her pajamas, and lay down with her eyes closed.

In the bathroom…

‘Damn it!’

Song Cheng cursed in silence. ‘She’s got some nerve! How dare she reject me!’

Once he got out of the bathroom, he saw her lying on her side atop the snow-white bedsheet. It seemed like she was sleeping soundly.

As a result, Song Cheng’s resentment instantly turned into a monstrous rage. He had an urge to wake the woman up by strangling her. In fact, he allowed his urge to take over him as he stepped closer to the bed and stood beside it.

However, he could not bring himself to do it. He did not even want to make any noise. He just wanted to gaze at her quietly.

‘Damn it! It’s like I’m under a spell!’

Song Cheng grabbed his hair in frustration. He picked up a cut cigar from the bedside table, then lit it and took a puff.

Amid the smoke, her unpowdered face was serene and tender. Her curled eyelashes cast a row of shadows under her eyes, and her cute nose was wrinkled slightly. Meanwhile, her rose-pink lips were slightly parted as if she had trouble breathing well.

Her long, dark, and curly hair spread over the pillow like seaweed. She was so gorgeous that she looked like a fairy from an ethereal world.

A fairy…

Song Cheng sneered under his breath. ‘Tang Wan is behaving unusually today, and perhaps, her strangeness has affected me as well. She’s just a mistress, how can I ever mistake her as a fairy!’