Ye Jiayao couldn’t help but feel dejected whenever she thought of that stupid donkey. That guy was undercover for more than half a year, and now that he has successfully accomplished his mission, he must have been promoted to a higher position. Ayy, had I known he was a prince and a "Mr. Perfect", I would have tried harder to keep him. Alas, how could she have known? Whatever, what’s passed has passed. There’s no point in dwelling on what could've happened.
Ye Jiayao hung Helian Jing’s clothes on the back of the chair and laid down next to him.
"Why don’t you take off your clothes? Your clothes are also wet." Helian Jing stuck his finger out and poked at Ye Jiayao’s shoulder which was stained with water.
"Go to sleep and mind your own business." Ye Jiayao slapped his hand away and turned around to sleep. Bringing this guy along is quite troublesome. I shouldn’t let him catch on that I’m a girl.
