Chapter 61: How Daring!
The two of them debated for a long time about whether Jasmine had smiled or not. Finally, Jasmine changed the subject, coughing lightly, “Miss, if you don’t return to your room soon, it’ll be dawn.” Adele couldn’t stay there and argue about this any longer. She could only toss her head huffily and march back to her room in the manor.
Even after returning to her room, being urged by Jasmine to take a bath and freshen up, Adele still seemed unconvinced, wanting to continue the discussion about whether Jasmine had smiled.
Jasmine, however, knew how to handle Adele. She patted the bed, “Miss, lie down. I’ll dry your hair for you.” To distract Adele, Jasmine even resorted to the “knee pillow” tactic.
Adele’s attention was indeed diverted. Seeing Jasmine sitting on the bed, she realized that if she wanted Jasmine to dry her hair, she would have to lie down at the foot of the bed, resting her head on Jasmine’s lap, so Jasmine could reach her hair.
—What a bold seduction technique!
Adele was completely smitten by Jasmine’s trick. She let out a dazed “Ah” and slowly walked towards the bed before finally lying down. Adele rested her head on Jasmine’s lap. Jasmine had placed a towel on her lap beforehand for comfort.
After Adele settled down, Jasmine used another towel to gently dry her hair.
Lying on Jasmine’s lap, Adele noticed that Jasmine’s scent was even closer now.
She smelled nice, a faint, refreshing fragrance enveloping her. The scent was intoxicating, teasing her nostrils, making her unconsciously tense. Her hands, resting at her sides, were now clasped together on her stomach. As Jasmine’s fingers moved through her hair, her grip tightened.
Adele closed her eyes. Her eyelashes, also white, rested on her eyelids, resembling fluttering butterfly wings. Yes, Adele’s eyelashes were trembling. She was so nervous that not only were her hands clenched, but her eyelashes were also fluttering uncontrollably.
Anyone who didn’t know the situation would think Jasmine was doing something inappropriate to her…
Jasmine paused, banishing the strange thoughts from her mind. What was she thinking? She couldn’t let Adele influence her. They were both girls. How could anything happen between them? It was all Adele’s fault for constantly saying that Jasmine liked her. When asked why she thought so, Adele wouldn’t give a clear answer. Now, Jasmine was starting to have strange thoughts as well.
Jasmine felt a bit resentful, her hand moving a bit roughly through Adele’s hair.
Adele winced in pain and opened her eyes. Her white eyelashes stopped trembling and fluttered open like tiny fans, revealing her crimson eyes, gazing intently at Jasmine. Adele was truly beautiful.
Ancient vampire texts mentioned that in ancient times, before vampires became rulers, they relied on their beauty to lure humans and obtain blood. Now, it seemed that if Adele had lived in ancient times, she wouldn’t have gone hungry.
Instead, she might have starved to death because she was too picky and didn’t want to eat the readily available food.
Jasmine’s mind wandered, while Adele was also lost in thought. She looked at Jasmine, who was drying her hair with her head lowered. Her slightly curly, black hair framed her delicate face, making her look even more charming. Just based on her appearance, Jasmine was the type of pure and innocent beauty, but her usual icy expression diminished her innocence, adding a touch of coldness.
Adele looked at Jasmine from a low angle, a rather unflattering perspective for most, but beautiful people looked good from any angle. Adele also had a filter for Jasmine, so she only saw the beauty in Jasmine diligently drying her hair.
To be honest, Adele was wavering. In her heart, Jasmine liked her, but they couldn’t be together. She had the Blake family to inherit, a duty to fulfill as the heir. If she were with Jasmine, she wouldn’t be able to fulfill her obligations. So, Adele kept telling herself that she and Jasmine were impossible, that it was just one-sided love from Jasmine.
But perhaps the atmosphere tonight was too good, and they had talked so much. At this moment, Adele wavered: Was there truly no possibility between them?
She reached out, her fingers touching Jasmine’s cheek, as carefully and gently as when she had held the camellia flower in the garden. The atmosphere was good, even a bit intimate. But Jasmine, being Jasmine, probably didn’t understand these romantic nuances.
She straightened up, put down the towel, and said to Adele, “Miss, your hair is dry now. I should go take a shower.”
As if jolted by electricity, Adele retracted her hand and sat up abruptly. Her freshly dried hair was a bit messy, sticking out like a startled cat’s fur. Jasmine thought Adele looked cute like this, but her priority was to take a shower.
Hearing Jasmine getting up behind her, Adele stiffly turned her head and asked, “What are you doing?”
“…” Was Adele’s hearing so bad that she couldn’t understand what Jasmine had just said? Jasmine could only repeat, “Miss, I’m going to take a shower.” Hearing this, Adele finally nodded in understanding.
After Jasmine entered the bathroom, the sound of running water could be heard, but she didn’t start showering immediately. Instead, she started washing Adele’s clothes.
Adele, outside, listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom. They didn’t sound like showering. She instinctively walked to the bathroom door and knocked, “Jasmine, what are you doing in there?”
The water stopped. Adele heard Jasmine say, “Miss, I’m washing clothes.”
Adele’s face instantly flushed. Jasmine was washing clothes… What clothes could she be washing? It had to be her clothes… her undergarments. Before, Adele hadn’t minded Jasmine washing her undergarments. After all, Jasmine was her maid, and washing clothes was part of her job. She wouldn’t blush just because Jasmine was washing her undergarments. But the atmosphere earlier had been too intimate, making Adele’s heart flutter with romantic thoughts. Now, hearing that Jasmine was washing her clothes, she couldn’t help but blush.
Someone who liked her, washing her clothes… would she have inappropriate thoughts when seeing her undergarments?
The more Adele thought about it, the more flustered she became. She used all her willpower to suppress the urge to barge into the bathroom. She quickly walked back to the bed and sat down, her arms wrapped around herself, her gaze drifting towards the bathroom before she quickly pulled it back.
The sound of running water was incredibly distracting. The sound of scrubbing couldn’t be blocked by the door, reaching Adele’s ears clearly. She wondered, was this what it sounded like when she was showering? Did Jasmine, outside, also hear her showering so clearly? But then she shook her head, knowing that wasn’t the case. Jasmine’s hearing couldn’t compare to hers.
Although this door couldn’t block her own hearing, it could block Jasmine’s. Jasmine definitely couldn’t hear her showering. Adele nodded, convinced by her own reasoning.
The sound of scrubbing continued for a long time before finally stopping. Then came the sound of clothes being shaken. What was Jasmine doing? Was she wringing out the water? Adele had never really washed clothes herself, so she didn’t understand the steps, but she could more or less guess what was happening.
After a while, the sound of running water from the sink stopped, and the shower turned on, the sound of water hitting the floor filling the room. It sounded like rain. After another while, Jasmine took off her clothes and stepped into the shower, starting her bath.
Adele’s pointed ears twitched, her face burning red. She even covered her face with her hands, but the sounds still reached her ears clearly. Uncontrollably, she started to imagine the scene in her mind. In the steamy bathroom, Jasmine had taken off all her clothes and stepped under the shower, raising her arm to wipe away the water droplets on her face…
But in Adele’s imagination, Jasmine’s private parts were obscured by the rising white steam. It wasn’t that Adele couldn’t imagine it. She had never seen Jasmine naked. She tried to banish the image from her mind, lying down on the bed, pulling the covers over herself, and covering her ears with her hands.
—Damn Jasmine! Using such tactics to seduce her! She wouldn’t fall for it!
Adele curled up in the blankets for a long time. Hearing the bathroom door about to open, she instantly shifted from an ostrich hiding its head in the sand to a normal sleeping position. Adele pretended to be asleep. She could still hear Jasmine’s footsteps, and Jasmine’s scent lingered in the air. Jasmine smelled nice, a faint, refreshing fragrance. As she walked, Adele could feel the scent getting closer.
It wasn’t just the faint fragrance, but also a hint of dampness, like flowers wet with morning dew. Adele had never been outside in the morning, but sometimes when she slept late, the maids would bring flowers to her room, and she would see the glistening dew drops on the rose petals.
At this moment, Jasmine gave her that same feeling. But it wasn’t the scent of roses, but of jasmine.
Jasmine walked to Adele’s bedside. Adele tensed up, hearing Jasmine murmur, “Miss, are you asleep?”
Yes, yes, I’m asleep! So, go away quickly!
Adele screamed in her heart. But after Jasmine actually left with her clothes, Adele felt a bit dissatisfied: Why did she leave so easily?!
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