Still Calling Me Young Master?

Mu Qiqi's face looked horrible when she reached home. With her stomach empty from all the vomiting before, how was she supposed to look lively?

She had intended to rest for a bit since Sheng Xiao wouldn't be at home, and her complexion just might turn for the better. But how could she had known that he didn't go to Huang Yao at all?

And when Sheng Xiao saw that pale face of hers, he immediately appeared upset. "Come here..."

"No. I really smell today, more so than any day before." Mu Qiqi refused, clutching herself. "I'll have to bathe first."

"The perfume tailored for you has arrived. It's in the bathroom, but first… come here." Sheng Xiao retorted while holding back his temper.

Helpless, Mu Qiqi walked up and sat beside him.

Sheng Xiao pulled her into his arms, lifting her chin to observe her carefully. "Did you throw up?"