After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

All the finishing work was carried out quietly in the silent night. Even Shen Zhao's excuse for not returning to the room was relayed by other students. Xu Ke, who had just returned from the spa center, could not find any loopholes in it.

What Shen Zhao did could not be said to be flawless, but it would be even more perfect if the small details were processed well, and this was the kind of work that Mu Yanchen instructed Situ Rui to do.

And now, the only one who can do this in the entire hotel is Mu Yanchen.

After giving the order, Mu Yanchen looked at the clock on the wall. It was getting late, so he turned and walked back to the room. The room was very large, with only a big bed in the middle, with a small ball arched on it. Mu Yanchen chuckled, walked to the edge of the bed, and sat down with very small movements.

He reached out and pulled the quilt over, leaning over to get closer to the exposed furry head, and coaxed the person on the bed, "You'll get bored if you stay like this."

Shen Zhao was half asleep. When she heard the noise, she lazily raised her eyelids, revealing a pair of dazzling eyes. They were surprisingly bright, but her focus was not on Mu Yanchen, but somewhere else. She seemed to have recovered. She opened her mouth slightly, moved her lips and said, "It's so hot, so hot..." As she spoke, she reached out to pull the quilt off her body, revealing her slender and graceful neck, the delicate pair of collarbones underneath, and the suggestive neck dimple.

Mu Yanchen stopped her movements without thinking and clamped her wrists with both hands. But Shen Zhao didn't let him rest easy for too long. Knowing that her hands could not move, she began to twist her body. The quilt slid down with her movements, revealing this amazingly beautiful body, right under Mu Yanchen. As she twisted her body, the ups and downs of her body vaguely swept across Mu Yanchen's already loose bathrobe. The fabrics entangled with each other and then retreated, affecting every nerve in Mu Yanchen's body. The person under him had a flushed face, and there was a layer of fog in front of her eyes, she was being seduced without knowing it.

Damn it! Who on earth used such medicine on her?

Sweet and torturous, Mu Yanchen took in all of Shen Zhao's seductive look. The veins on his forehead were slightly exposed and jumping. He didn't know how much effort he used to suppress his heart that was about to jump out of his body and his overflowing desire for Shen Zhao. He closed his eyes, used some force to hide her hand back into the quilt, and pulled the quilt to cover that extremely seductive body.

He wrapped her up like a dumpling, and she murmured, "No, it's too hot, let me out, it's too hot, let me out!"

He seemed a little angry when he said this.

Mu Yanchen ignored her, he hugged her tightly through the quilt, holding her in his arms. Originally, Shen Zhao didn't inhale much, and the effect of the drug dissipated in the middle of the night. She fell asleep exhausted in the quilt, her little face was peaceful and beautiful. In the darkness, the person next to her moved, slowly stepped back, took out a spare quilt from the closet and returned to the bed. He looked deeply at the person on the bed, sighed, and lay down beside her, but he couldn't fall asleep again.

The next day, the sun rose from the horizon, and warm light shone into the room and passed over Shen Zhao's eyelids. Shen Zhao moved, opened her eyes, and looked at everything in the room in confusion. When she saw who was sleeping next to her, she sat up suddenly. She opened her mouth in surprise but couldn't make a sound. The coolness on her body made her realize how much cloth she was wearing. She reached out to grab the quilt to cover herself tightly, then reached out and pushed the person next to her.

She was relieved because of the two quilts on the bed. The scene of last night flashed through her mind like a passing scene. She seemed to have caused trouble for Mu Yanchen...

Her eyes changed from vigilance at the beginning to a bit of panic and a bit of grievance now. Her plan did not include taking someone to bed. If she had not been alert, she would be lying on Yuan Hongwei's bed now...

Mu Yanchen stayed awake all night and naturally realized that Shen Zhao had woken up. He was just interested in knowing what she would do next, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. And as he thought, her reaction was much more interesting than he had imagined. His time with her had always been still, and it only began to flow since they met in the study that day. He didn't want to miss every moment with her.

He didn't want to restrain himself anymore. He opened his eyes and looked at the little girl who covered herself tightly on the bed, like a frightened deer. She was not like this when she was under him last night. She was like a seductive snake, wishing to wrap around him and eat him alive... He couldn't think about it anymore...

His voice was hoarse. "Zhao Zhao," he called her, then he sat up and faced her. "Don't be afraid, nothing happened last night."

Shen Zhao knew that Mu Yanchen would not do anything to her, because she had known from the beginning that there was someone living in his heart, but sometimes she would still be troubled by his every move. She nodded, as a sign of agreement.

Mu Yanchen knew that she was a little uncomfortable, so he stood up first, although he wanted to stay with her for a while longer. "Get up, what happened last night will happen according to its established trajectory. You will be fine. I have arranged everything. But later, you have to let Situ Rui take you to the infirmary of the hotel. They will give an explanation to the school. You can go back to your room from the infirmary."

As he spoke, Mu Yanchen had already taken out a set of women's clothing from the closet and placed it on the bed. "This set was prepared last night. Your set is related to what happened last night. It's not good to wear it out."

Actually, he didn't. He just tore her clothes in anger last night, but he didn't want to explain too much to her.

"Thank you." Shen Zhao curled up in bed with her head hung low. She seemed like a real little girl in front of Mu Yanchen. She could get him into trouble, and he indulged her and even covered for her, making her feel that she had a place in his heart. This illusion was really deadly.

Mu Yanchen was surprised by her politeness when he walked to the door. He paused before saying, "You never have to thank me. You are saving my life, aren't you?"

Shen Zhao looked up, "But... that's because you're the sponsor..."

Mu Yanchen shook his head, his expression was gentler than Shen Zhao had ever seen, "If you met someone else like me, you would still choose to save him, but you just happened to meet me, so don't be polite to me, okay?"

Shen Zhao seemed to understand. Perhaps Mu Yanchen knew her better than she did. If it were Sheng Baiyi, she would indeed do as Mu Yanchen said, but wasn’t the person Mu Yanchen knew “Shen Zhao”?

A moment of doubt flashed through Shen Zhao's mind, but it didn't cause any waves. She was just a little bit closer to the truth, but she didn't delve into it. Who would believe that there would be a resurrection from the dead? If it didn't happen to her, she would never believe it even if she had excellent medical skills, let alone a stranger.

Shen Zhao nodded, "Got it."

After Shen Zhao was dressed, Situ Rui sent her to the hotel's infirmary. It was still early, and when Shen Zhao entered the infirmary, there was already someone waiting there. It was the coach who helped her, so he was indeed Mu Yanchen's man.

"Just stay in the infirmary. When the time is up, the coach will take you back to your room. It's been quite a busy day today."

After saying this, Situ Rui walked out of the infirmary.

Of course Shen Zhao knew what today's "excitement" was. No one knew it better than her, and now she just had to wait here quietly.

The sun rose higher above the sea level, and the dazzling light shone on the man and woman who were still tossing and turning on the bed. Everything was going according to plan. Lu Siming stood in front of the strange door with a nervous mood, and his complicated eyes fell on the room card in his hand. This was delivered to him by a service staff early in the morning, and when he wanted to ask, the service staff had disappeared. He was still a full meter away from the door and wanted to leave, but the faint sound coming from inside made the young man blush. He looked at the room card in his hand again, his eyes were dark, like a black fog, his chest was heaving, and he suddenly looked up at the door, as if he wanted to see through it. He hesitated for only a moment, and then he raised his hand and put the card on the sensor. With a beep, the door opened.

The sounds came one after another, the woman's moan, the man's gasp, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance mixed with other indescribable smells. The door was half open, and Lu Siming walked in and stopped at the entrance. There were scattered and broken clothes on the ground. He knew the situation inside without looking, but his heart seemed to be clenched for some reason, and even breathing was painful. Every step closer was a huge pressure on him. He was not a brainless person, and he was born in a wealthy family. The thing that was about to come into his eyes was probably designed by someone, so the room card was handed to him. The purpose was self-evident. The only person he cared about in school and who was known to others was Shen Zhao, the girl who was as timid as an elf under the tree, the girl who resolutely broke up with him, and the girl who persuaded him to focus on his studies and look forward.

His palms were sweating, he knew that he was timid now. He was really afraid that the girl he cared about would lie on the bed, moaning under another man, but he was also afraid that if he found out that she was with someone else at this time, the consequences would be disastrous... After a brief thought, Lu Siming calmed his mind and clenched his fists and walked into the room. The scene he saw made him stay where he was. The two people on the bed were still kissing passionately, not noticing Lu Siming's existence at all, and Lu Siming exhaled heavily, and the whole person was obviously much more relaxed. The sheets were messy, and there were unknown water stains everywhere. He didn't want to stay for a moment longer. Just when he wanted to turn around and leave, a group of people rushed in from outside the door, led by Xu Yaoyao, shouting, "Shen Zhao, you woman, how dare you do such immoral things during the graduation trip? Lu Siming likes you so much, I don't know what he would think if he saw you like this!"

The sound was so loud that everyone in the room could hear it. Xu Yaoyao was followed by some members of the support team, and standing next to her were the head of the grade and several head teachers of the grade. They broke into the room together. Of course, those little girls had never seen such an exciting scene, and their faces turned red on the spot, like cooked shrimps. A female head teacher went straight forward to take the blanket thrown on the ground and covered the two naked people on the bed. Xu Yaoyao, who originally thought that the heroine of the incident was "Shen Zhao", widened her eyes and opened her mouth wide, muttering: "Why is it not Shen Zhao? It's obviously hers..."

Lu Siming stood aside and watched the farce quietly. His sharp eyes fell on Xu Yaoyao and he roughly guessed what had happened.

The open door let in the cold wind of the early morning, blowing away the sweet smell that filled the room. Because of the loud noise, the two people on the bed gradually woke up a little. There was no longer a fog in front of their eyes. They saw the person clearly. Looking at his naked body with marks on it, Fang Cheng collapsed and screamed, while Yuan Hongwei was in a state of confusion. He was shy about his naked body, but at the same time he looked at the person nestling next to him with a blank face. Why wasn't it Shen Zhao? It should have been Shen Zhao's!

He didn't care about the person who came, he pushed away the woman who was clinging to him, glared at her, "Why is it you? Are you worthy of this?"

Fang Cheng has been Xu Yaoyao's follower since she entered school, but because of the huge difference in family background, she can't fit into the circle. Therefore, although on the surface she is in the same group as Xu Yaoyao and is protected by Xu Yaoyao, in fact, in that so-called circle, she is the one at the bottom. She is often ridiculed and mocked, and Yuan Hongwei looks down on her. However, because she often runs errands for Xu Yaoyao, she is inevitably exposed to them.

Fang Cheng was already crying, and was caught off guard by Yuan Hongwei's push. She was so scared that her hands shook, and the quilt fell off, revealing her mottled shoulders. She didn't care too much, and didn't know how the people around her would react. She immediately grabbed the quilt to cover herself, trying to retain her little dignity.

Yuan Hongwei wanted to curse but was stopped by the sullen-looking head of the grade, "That's enough! Put on your clothes first, and we can talk about everything later!"

She then said to the others present, "You guys come out with me. Don't talk about this matter casually." After instructing Xu Yaoyao and the others, she turned her head and looked at the two insignificant people, "You two, get dressed and go to the hotel's conference room. We'll talk there. If necessary, we'll arrange for the police to intervene!"

This matter was of no trivial importance. There were several students present whom the school could not afford to offend, and the head of the grade could not have failed to notice the clues. Most importantly, the head of the grade looked at Lu Siming, who had been silent. He was a member of the student union and Lu's successor, but he was involved in this matter. If she did not handle it well, she might have to give up her position as head of the grade.

The head of the grade group walked out with the others, and Fang Cheng's screams of pain that were almost hoarse were heard from within the room.