Quick Transmigration Sweet Story, The White Moonlight Rescue Plan

"What are you doing here?" Gu Xiaoxiao stared wide-eyed at He Jing, who had suddenly appeared before her. She had clearly checked the room carefully and hadn't seen He Jing anywhere. Where did this guy come from?

He Jing raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips. "This is the room I booked myself. Can't I come?" he said casually. With that, he walked leisurely to the bedside, picked up a cup of tea from the table, took a small sip with feigned composure, and then casually placed the cup on the bedside table. Immediately afterward, he began to unbutton his shirt.

Seeing this, Gu Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she immediately covered her chest with both hands. Her heart raced instantly, and she began to stammer, "You... what do you want to do?" Her eyes were fixed on He Jing nervously, and her body involuntarily retreated until she shrank into the corner.

However, He Jing completely ignored Gu Xiaoxiao's terrified reaction, his hands moving without pausing. He expertly stripped off his clothes, tossing them aside until he was only wearing his underwear. Just then, as if casually glancing at Gu Xiaoxiao, who was huddled in the corner like a frightened little camel, he said in a smug tone, "I'm going to take a shower, is that not allowed?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaoxiao's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple. She covered her burning cheeks and complained, "Why...why did you come here to take a bath?" Her voice carried a hint of anger and confusion.

He Jing casually pulled a bath towel from the back of the chair and draped it over his shoulder, snorted coldly, and then lazily replied, "The bathroom in the other room is broken. Can't I borrow yours?" After saying that, he swaggered towards the bathroom, leaving Gu Xiaoxiao standing there dumbfounded.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, and the steam, like a thin veil, quickly covered the transparent glass of the bathroom with a hazy mist, making the originally clear interior view blurry, like a mysterious ink painting.

Gu Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed red like ripe apples. She wrapped her slightly loose shirt tightly around herself and moved slowly and hesitantly toward the sofa in the room, each step appearing cautious.

Upon reaching the sofa, she curled up into a small ball like a frightened rabbit, her eyes fixed on the direction of the bathroom, not daring to relax for a moment.

Time passed by, and Gu Xiaoxiao sat there quietly waiting, but there was still no sound from the bathroom.

A sense of unease began to creep into her mind: Why hasn't he come out yet? Did he fall into the toilet? However, despite her doubts and worries, she remained steadfast in her spot, not daring to leave easily.

As the effects of the drug gradually wore off, a strong sense of drowsiness washed over her like a tide. Gu Xiaoxiao tried hard to stay awake, but the dripping water in the bathroom and the crisp ticking of the clock on the wall were like a gentle lullaby, slowly soothing her tense nerves.

Gradually, she felt her body growing heavier and heavier, and her eyelids, as if filled with lead, slowly closed. Finally, to this gentle lullaby, Gu Xiaoxiao fell into a deep sleep.

Shortly after Gu Xiaoxiao drifted off to sleep, the bathroom door made a slight noise. Then, a tall figure emerged from inside.

Having just finished showering, He Jing was radiating heat. He was shirtless, wearing only a white towel around his lower body. The dim light shone on him, highlighting his strong muscles and making him look even more masculine.

He Jing's gaze first fell on the petite figure on the sofa. Gu Xiaoxiao was sleeping peacefully there, her small body curled up in a ball, looking so weak and helpless.

In the dim light, her face appeared exceptionally pale, her long eyelashes, like butterfly wings, gently covered her tightly closed eyes, trembling slightly, as if she were having an uneasy dream.

Recalling the heartbreaking scene that had just appeared on the monitor screen—the woman curled up alone in the bathtub, crying her heart out, tears streaming down her face.

He Jing's face, which was usually as cold and hard as an iceberg, suddenly crumbled as if struck by an invisible force.

He walked softly, as if afraid of disturbing the woman before him who was as fragile as porcelain, and cautiously approached her.

As he approached, He Jing bent down and knelt down, staring intently at the thin and pale face before him, feeling a sharp pain in his heart.

She used to be so beautiful and charming, but now she looks so haggard. How could he possibly have the heart to say even a harsh word to her?

"If you really had some unspeakable difficulties, why couldn't you tell me sooner?" He Jing murmured softly, his tone full of regret and self-blame.

His long, slender hand gently stroked the woman's smooth hair as if a breeze were caressing the surface of a lake, his eyes filled with tenderness: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have forced you like this... It's my fault."

Perhaps it was because He Jing's voice was so gentle, as warm as the spring sun; or perhaps it was because the warmth emanating from him was so alluring, that the woman, who had been cowering like a frightened little animal, unconsciously felt a longing for warmth and comfort growing within her. So, like a child searching for light in the darkness, she dazedly moved towards He Jing.

He Jing looked at Gu Xiaoxiao, who was approaching him, with surprise and delight. His eyes, which had been dull and lifeless due to his injury, gradually began to sparkle with joy. He quietly reached out his arms and gently pulled the woman into his embrace, as if he were holding a rare treasure.

Even in her deep sleep, Gu Xiaoxiao seemed to sense this hard-won warmth. She subconsciously buried her head in He Jing's broad chest, her hands tightly embracing the comforting warmth, unwilling to let go.

However, the small sofa was far too cramped for the two of them. Nevertheless, He Jing and Xiao Xiao managed to squeeze together. But this sleeping environment clearly prevented He Jing from getting adequate rest; he tossed and turned all night, unable to fall asleep.

Finally, dawn broke, and as the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the curtains, He Jing was still fast asleep. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his leg. It turned out that Xiao Xiao, still asleep, had unconsciously kicked out, striking He Jing squarely. The kick was quite powerful, sending He Jing tumbling off the sofa.

He Jing rubbed his sore bottom, but couldn't bear to disturb the woman resting on the sofa. So he tiptoed to pick up the clothes scattered around him and hurriedly put them on as he walked out the door.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Mo Feng walked in.

As soon as Mo Feng entered the room, he saw He Jing sitting on the sofa in the living room with a dark face. He curiously peeked into the room and saw Gu Xiaoxiao curled up on the sofa like a kitten, sleeping soundly.

Seeing this, Mo Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't slept a wink last night, worried that He Jing might do something terrible to Gu Xiaoxiao. Now it seemed his worries were completely unnecessary.

However, Mo Feng quickly thought of something else and couldn't help but find it amusing. He thought to himself, "Only our boss could do something like making Gu Xiaoxiao sleep on the sofa!"