Dragon King's Son-In-Law

Hao Ren caught the pillow. Instead of throwing it back to Zhao Yanzi, he took it with him into the bathroom.

"Hey!" Zhao Yanzi yelled, but Hao Ren was already in the bathroom and had locked the door.

In the bathroom, Hao Ren took off his clothes and hummed to himself while taking a shower.

Hearing Hao Ren humming in the shower, Zhao Yanzi burned with rage.

Hao Ren didn't mean to anger her. However, her unfriendly manner made him want to retaliate. After all, she had never uttered a "thank you" in the long period he had been tutoring her.

The shower washed away his fatigue. After putting his clothes back on, he walked out of the bathroom and found Zhao Yanzi standing at the door; she was livid.

"I will go to bed now," Hao Ren said lightly. With the pillow in his hand, he walked sideways past her.

Zhao Yanzi curled her lips furiously, looking like a little tiger that was about to attack.

Hao Ren walked to the computer desk and put the pillow on the chair before crawling into the bedding at the foot of the bed.

Click! Zhao Yanzi entered the bathroom before pulled the sliding door shut.

The bedding was soft and warm; Hao Ren felt quite cozy in there after a day of walking.

In the bathroom, the shower was turned on.

Concealed behind the sliding door, the bathroom didn't have a frosted glass door so that nothing could be seen at all.

Lying in the bedding on the floor, Hao Ren looked up at the blue ceiling decorated with stars and listened to the shower water in the bathroom. His thoughts were tangled and indistinct.

Bang! The bathroom door opened, and Zhao Yanzi in her cute pajamas walked out.

With her fragrance, soft skin, and damp black hair, she looked like a cupcake that had just come out of the oven.

Since the day was warm, she was wearing a short-sleeved top and a pair of shorts, exposing her slim limbs.

Seeing her coming out, Hao Ren didn't want to bicker with her, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Thud! Thud… Zhao Yanzi walked toward her bed and was close to where Hao Ren was sleeping.

Hao Ren regulated his breathing and pretended that he was buried in sleep.

Then, he felt a soft foot stepping hard on his belly!

"Auch!" rubbing his belly, Hao Ren's eyes popped open.

Pretending nothing had happened, Zhao Yanzi climbed onto her pink bed and into her soft quilt.

Hao Ren decided to let it go, and he turned on his side.

After half an hour, it was quiet in the room except for the humming sound of the air conditioner.

Hao Ren had begun to doze off when he suddenly heard Zhao Yanzi getting out of the bed.

Alarmed, he opened his eyes and observed her movements cautiously.

She stood up from the bed.

Her smooth and white legs were flawless. Seeing her walking on the rug barefooted, Hao Ren found it a little... sexy?

Walking to the desk, she gulped down a glass of water. Afterward, she went back to her bed.

Seeming to have sensed Hao Ren's eyes on her lower legs, Zhao Yanzi slowed her steps when she was about to step over Hao Ren.

An exquisite jade-like small foot lowered slowly.

"Ouch!" Hao Ren yelled again, bolting up.

"Sorry for stepping on you," with these casual words, she climbed back into her bed.

Rubbing the crook of his left arm, Hao Ren considered confronting her. However, on the second thought, he decided not to, thinking it was futile to argue with a little girl.

Zhao Yanzi slid under her quilt, and a word floated out of her mouth, "Pervert!"

Hao Ren couldn't bear it anymore. He turned to face her immediately and asked, "Why did you call me a pervert?!"

Zhao Yanzi snorted and rolled the quilt tightly around herself before turning to the wall, leaving the back of her head to Hao Ren.

In the cocoon-like quilt, only her head and lower legs were exposed to enjoy the cold air from the air conditioner.

It seemed to be her usual sleeping position.

Looking at the round back of her head and the slim and white lower legs extending out from the quilt, Hao Ren thought, "Your legs are not so pretty after all."

He didn't say it out loud since he knew her bad temper and didn't want to see her explode with rage.

The room was quiet again except for the humming sounds of the air conditioner.

Zhao Yanzi didn't turn off the lights. Apparently, she had a habit of sleeping with lights on. Hao Ren lay on his side and looked at the soft skin on her lower legs. It was the first time he had stayed in a girl's room, and he couldn't sleep.

After a while, Zhao Yanzi suddenly turned around.

Hao Ren closed his eyelid immediately and watched her movements through his squinted eyes.

She glared at Hao Ren. After a moment of consideration, she poked out her leg and wanted to kick Hao Ren in the chest.

However, Hao Ren was prepared. The moment her foot touched his chest, his hand shot out and caught it; it was slim and smooth like an eel. Hao Ren gripped her ankle and didn't let it go.

"You…" Zhao Yanzi struggled futilely, and she flew into a rage. "Jerk!" she shouted.

However, her shout sounded weak when her ankle in Hao Ren's firm grip.

Hao Ren saw her face flush red and thought, "Well, you tried to sneak-attack me. Now, I just won't let go. What can you do?"

The more she struggled with her leg, the cuter she looked.

"Jerk! Let go!" seeing Hao Ren had no intention of letting go, she decided to act as the victim and yelled, "Mom! He is bullying me! Help!"

While she yelled and struggled, she shook the bed and made it creak.

Zhao Hongyu, who was drawing designs in the attic, heard the commotion in Zhao Yanzi's room. She shook her head in exasperation and continued working.

"Rape! Rape!" flustered and utterly frustrated, Zhao Yanzi yelled more blatant accusations.

In the bedroom next to hers, Zhao Guang picked up the earplugs from the bedside table and plugged up his ears. He turned and resumed sleeping.

They didn't quiet down until two o'clock in the morning.

When Zhao Hongyu opened the door and called them to breakfast the second day, she found Hao Ren sleeping on his back with rows of bite-marks on his arm. Zhao Yanzi was also sound asleep with the quilt tugged tightly around her body. Her lower legs, sticking out of her quilt, were covered in long white socks.

Zhao Hongyu couldn't help grinning at this scene and decided not to arrange them to sleep in the same room again in the future.