Chapter 624: Chapter 624: Please Behave Yourself!
So awkward!
Ma’am, can we not talk?
Serena Sterling lowered her head, pretending to be nonchalant as she tried to brush past him.
But, she twisted her ankle.
"Ah!"
Serena let out a small cry, her entire body leaning to the side.
"Watch out!"
At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her delicate waist, and Hayden Crawford pulled her into his arms.
Their faces suddenly got close, and his handsome face magnified in her view.
They were pressed together, breaths intertwined; he was tall and imposing, exuding an extraordinary presence, while she was light and graceful, delicate and lovely, making a beautiful sand painting.
Serena looked at him, her long lashes fluttering in panic, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Hahaha," at this moment, they heard the laughter of a lady behind them, "Miss, we’ve caught you, haven’t you? Isn’t this your husband?"
"..."
Amidst the laughter of the ladies, Serena wished she could find a hole to hide in.
She quickly stepped back two steps, then handed the basin to him, "I’ll wash the clothes, you hang them."
After saying this, she walked back to the wooden house and began washing the vegetables.
Last night’s heavy rain meant they would have to stay here for a day or two; they needed to survive and eat, right?
Hayden put the basin down, picked up a pair of her panties with his slender fingers, they were pink, cartoon, and very cute, a young girl’s style.
He lowered his eyes to look at her, "How do you hang this up?"
Serena looked up and saw her panties dangling from his slender fingers.
He really didn’t know how to hang clothes, never having done this before.
If he told anyone, no one would believe he was hanging a girl’s panties here.
Serena’s face flushed red with embarrassment, she quickly got up and snatched the panties from his hand, "I’ll do it myself."
Hayden furrowed his dashing brows, "Are you sure you want to hang them here?"
"What do you mean?"
"Hang them here, and everyone will know what color your panties are."
"..."
The clothesline was in front of the wooden house, visible to everyone passing by. The local ladies were accustomed to this, but Serena couldn’t bring herself to do it!
She hadn’t thought of it, but he did.
Serena quickly turned around and went into the wooden house, hanging her underwear in the back.
Then she heard the sound of steady footsteps approaching, a pressing aura encroaching from behind, she knew without looking back it was Hayden.
He had followed her.
"Am I your husband, or your brother?"
A low, magnetic voice spoke from above, exceptionally alluring.
Serena froze; why was he asking this?
Hayden moved closer, pressing against her from behind, their fabrics rubbing together, sparks flying.
Just now, by the door, he watched her tiptoe to hang clothes, her blouse riding up and revealing her slender waist.
His palm twitched slightly, only thinking of the memory of holding her waist last night.
"Can you also sleep with your brother? Can you ride on him?" he lowered himself, whispering by her ear, his voice indecent.
Serena quickly turned around and glared at him, "Hayden, enough, please have some decency!"
Hayden reached out and cupped her delicate chin, "Decency? When you kept grinding on me last night, you didn’t mention decency?"
Serena’s bright eyes shrank suddenly, quickly covering his thin lips.
He really dared to say anything.
Hayden’s deep, narrow eyes were exceptionally shining, his mature charms alluringly captivating, more so than any stunning beauty.
They say women overthrow kingdoms, but when a man is handsome, women stand no chance.
Then Hayden gently pecked her tender palm.
Serena retracted her hand like she was electrocuted, turning to leave.
But Hayden backed away slightly, his broad shoulder blocked the way, not letting her pass.
"What are you doing? Move aside!"
She never thought he’d be so shameless.
Hayden chuckled lowly, looking at her blushing face, rosy like a rose, he reached out to touch her face.
What a rogue.
"Don’t touch me..."
She slapped his hand away.
The two were stuck in a cramped space, the outside light couldn’t penetrate, his roguish act trying to tease her, while she dodged like a fawn.
Serena’s long lashes fluttered, unable to endure Hayden, this older man’s flirtation, she pushed him away and ran off.
Seeing her flee, Hayden put his hands in his pockets, lightly knocking his head against the wall, looking somewhat leisurely and slightly pleased.
...
Serena kept thinking about the mysterious Array she saw in the royal shrine’s inner room and how she had fallen.
This unit was a bit primitive, located downstream, the residents here were simple and enthusiastic, no danger.
Her people and Hayden’s should find them soon, but the rain washed out the road, it might take days to repair it.
This time in the shrine, she didn’t even see the Sky Sword, but Serena was prepared, knowing it wouldn’t be simple. Seems she must find another chance to enter the shrine.
At this time, an old lady’s voice came from outside, "Miss Sterling, are you there?"
Someone came.
Serena went out; Mrs. Sloan and her daughter Buena Sloan had come, bringing some meat.
"Miss Sterling, this is for you. Make some meat soup for your brother to recover, so his injuries heal faster." Mrs. Sloan handed over a basket.
Serena looked at the meat in the basket, "Mrs. Sloan, you’re too kind, it’s okay, really."
"Sister Sterling, please accept it." Buena peeked shyly into the wooden house, "Sister Sterling, where’s your brother?"
Serena immediately understood why Mrs. Sloan was so enthusiastic, likely because her daughter had taken a liking to Hayden.
Serena looked at Buena, who was beautifully shaped, with a pretty face. When speaking of Hayden, her eyes showed deep admiration and affection.
Suddenly, Serena felt Buena seemed familiar.
It felt like... she knew Buena.
But Buena’s face was unfamiliar.
This feeling was strange.
Serena pondered, her clear eyes flashing with a sharpness.
"Serena, why haven’t you cooked yet?" A deep, magnetic voice sounded, Hayden came out.
Hayden walked out, his deep, narrow eyes glanced briefly at Mrs. Sloan and Buena without stopping, soon focusing on Serena, "Why are you standing there?"
Mrs. Sloan grinned, looking at Hayden, "Young man from the Sterling family, where is your family from, how old are you, and are you married?"