Chapter 267


    At such a close distance, X’s heart was nearly beating out of control.


    “Untangle it, quickly,” she said.


    “Okay… I’ll untangle it,” replied Stanley.


    The closer they were, the better his voice sounded. It sounded like an expensive cello which yed


    a beautiful melody. There was a noble quality to his deep-sounding voice. Listening to it, X felt


    like she was bing even more intoxicated.


    “Is it untangled yet?” she asked.


    “Hold on…”


    Stanley lowered his head while he carefully tried to untangle X’s hair from his button. However,


    there seemed to be an unresolvable knot which could not be untangled swiftly. While their bodies


    were tightly pressed against each other, X dared not move about, for fear that she might hurt


    herself from tugging her hair too hard.


    In between breaths, her hair softly rubbed against his face. It caused an itchy sensation. For some


    reason, X felt something pressing against her from behind. Her body trembled and she


    subconsciously took a step forward. Once again, Stanley wrapped his arms around her and pulled


    her back into position.


    “Don’t move,” he ordered from above her head.


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    He continued to untangle her hair. When X felt a sharp pain on her scalp, her rationality


    immediately returned. She could not help but let out a gasp of pain.


    “Ouch… Five Batton, can you be gentler?”


    “Okay, I’ll be gentler.”


    “No. You’re still not being gentle enough. Five Batton, it hurts…”


    “Okay, I’ll be even gentler.”


    “Five Batton, can you do it faster? It hurts too much.”


    “Yeah, very fast. Bear with me.” As soon as he said that, he could not resist chuckling a little.


    “What are youughing at?” X asked immediately.


    Stanley smiled affectionately. “Figure it out yourself…”


    X immediately came to her senses. Her face turned red, and so did her neck. She felt as if her


    heart would stop beating as she began to realize how inappropriate their conversation was.


    “Why did you stop speaking, huh?” Stanley teased yfully.


    While X’s face became flushed, she felt as if her blood had turned into sulfuric acid and was


    burning through every inch of her skin and veins.


    “Shut up. Untangle my hair,” X said awkwardly.


    Stanley chuckled softly again before looking down and continued to do as he was told. After a long


    while, X’s hair was still not untangled from his shirt.


    “Are you sure you can do it?” she asked impatiently.


    “Don’t you know very well that I can do it?”


    His words caused X’s face to turn red all over again.


    “Can you be a little more serious?” she asked.


    Why was he being so aggressive?


    “I clearly told you never to mention what happened that night,” she said with a serious face.


    “Did I mention it?” Stanley asked.


    “You…” muttered X.


    “Can’t you have a purer mind?” Stanley said yfully.


    X was feeling a little speechless. “Who’s the one who doesn’t have a pure mind here?”


    “You,” said Stanley without hesitation.


    “It’s clearly you,” X argued.


    “It’s you,” said Stanley again.


    “It’s you. It’s you. It’s you,” X retorted.


    “Alright, whatever you say, okay?”


    X wasn’t sure, but she thought that there was actually a hint of affection in his voice. Was it the


    alcohol that caused her to sense it mistakenly?