His warm breath tickled her neck, and his nose would occasionally brush against her skin. The intense presence made Ye Wanmian's body tremble slightly, and her mind went blank with a loud "bang".
What on earth was he doing?
Ye Wanmian was stunned for a moment. When she felt something warm and wet gently rubbing against her neck, she finally came to her senses and forcefully pushed the man away!
She covered the spot on her neck and quickly ran away. Blushing with shame and anger, she glared at the man she had pushed down on the bed and roared, "What are you doing!"
"Ouch." When the man fell, he accidentally knocked over the oil lamp beside him. The oil spilled out, and the flame suddenly shot up.
Oh no!
Ye Wanmian was scared and quickly grabbed the teapot on the table and poured all the water on it.
Well, now all three lamps were extinguished, and the man who had "molested" her as soon as he woke up was also drenched in water.
He opened his pure, gem - like eyes and looked at her pitifully. The water dripped from his hair and face. The beauty mark Ye Wanmian had deliberately drawn on him was extremely eye - catching, making him look both pitiful and funny.
Being looked at like this, Ye Wanmian felt a bit guilty. She gritted her teeth and said, "It's not my fault. You were the one who was impolite first."
Hearing her voice, the man tilted his head slightly. A look of confusion flashed across his eyes. He struggled with his limbs, trying to prop himself up and sit up. But as soon as he got halfway up, he fell back down due to weakness.
He looked at Ye Wanmian and opened his lips to make a sound: "Ah."
Ye Wanmian was taken aback and finally noticed something was wrong. She frowned slightly. "You..."
He seemed to have really woken up, but he didn't seem to be able to speak. What was going on?
"Do you still remember who you are and what your name is?" she asked tentatively.
The man tilted his head slightly again, blinked his eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Ah?"
For some reason, Ye Wanmian always felt that the way he tilted his head and looked at her made her think of Dahuang...
Bah, bah, bah. What was she thinking? He was clearly a living person!
However, she had confirmed it now.
The Crown Prince Xiao Jingcheng had indeed woken up, but he seemed to have forgotten his name and origin. He had also lost the ability to speak and could only make short sounds.
Was it because he had woken up before the oil lamp had burned for three days? Or was it because his soul had been away from his body for too long?
It was a pity that Taoist Yuanzheng had already left, and there was no one to solve her doubts.
Someone gently tugged at the corner of her clothes. Ye Wanmian came back to her senses and found that the man had reached out a hand and grabbed her. His eyes were full of flattery.
Ye Wanmian sighed resignedly.
Forget it. Why should she argue with a man who had even forgotten his own name?
Putting down the teapot in her hand, she picked up the handkerchief placed beside her, pressed on his shoulder, said "Don't move", and wiped the water dripping from his face and head.
The man obediently stayed in place and let her do as she pleased, but his right hand never let go of the corner of her clothes.
Fortunately, there wasn't much tea in the teapot, and it was soon wiped dry.
The man seemed to be in a great mood. His eyes were bright and focused as he looked at her, and he leaned his face towards her.
Sensing that he was about to sniff her again like before, Ye Wanmian quickly slapped his face and pushed him away: "You are a man, and I am a woman. There should be a proper distance between us!"
She forcefully pulled back the corner of her clothes and took several big steps back.
No, she needed to find a place to calm down.
Ye Wanmian turned around and was about to leave. Who would have thought that just as she took two steps, there was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind her, along with Xiao Jingcheng's puppy - like whimpers: "Woo, woo..."
Ye Wanmian stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath, and turned around. The man who had just been on the bed had now fallen to the ground and was trying to crawl towards her on all fours.
"Wait!" she exclaimed in shock. "You, stay there and don't move!"
The man stopped his movements, looked up at her with the face she had disguised, innocent and pitiful.
Ye Wanmian sighed and rubbed her forehead.
What a mess!
She had thought that he would return to normal after waking up, but judging from the current situation, he not only forgot who he was but also seemed to have forgotten that he was a human being and actually tried to crawl on all fours!
If she ignored him and let him do this, once he regained his memory, he would definitely strangle her to silence immediately, right?
Thinking of those cold and heartless eyes two years ago, she shivered and quickly walked up to him, bent down, and grabbed his arm.
"Get up first."
The man stared blankly at her and didn't show any resistance to her closeness. He stood up with her support. However, because he had been lying in bed for a long time and couldn't move, when Ye Wanmian let go of her hand, he slumped to one side.
His face was full of panic, and he subconsciously reached out and hugged Ye Wanmian. He hung on her body and made "woo" sounds in her ear.
Ye Wanmian quickly blocked his face with her hand and coaxed him helplessly, "Okay, okay, don't be afraid. You just slept for too long and aren't used to standing and walking on your legs yet. Let's sit down first, okay?"
Breaking free from his embrace, Ye Wanmian supported him and let him sit on the edge of the bed.
She moved a chair and sat opposite him, looking at him with a straight face.
Although Xiao Jingcheng was sitting, he seemed a bit fidgety. Ye Wanmian patiently asked him, "Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Xiao Jingcheng tilted his head slightly, blinked his eyes, looking a bit confused.
Ye Wanmian frowned and was a bit stumped.
Couldn't he even understand human speech? This was a bit tricky. Did she have to treat him like a newborn child?
She thought for a while, pointed at herself and said, "I." Then she pointed at him and said, "You."
She grabbed his hand and made him point at himself. "Look at my lips. Say after me, I."
Worried that the man couldn't understand, she deliberately slowed down.
The man stared blankly at her open lips. Her lips looked rosy, moist, and very soft, and the hand held by her was warm.
"Try it. It's not difficult. I—"
Suddenly, the man's face got closer. A gentle breeze blew by, and Ye Wanmian felt something gently brush against her lips. When she reacted, the man opposite was opening his bright eyes and smiling happily.
Ye Wanmian opened her eyes in disbelief and covered her lips with her hand. The feeling of the touch still remained, reminding her of what had just happened.
She had just been molested by him!!!
This hooligan, this lecher!