After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

Musen was just about to turn around when the knocking started up again.

He checked and still no one was there.

"Damn!"

Musen wondered if this place could really be haunted at night.

He thought about it and realized that, as a virgin, his urine was supposed to dispel evil spirits. If he really did encounter a female ghost, he would just whip it out and douse her!

"Thump thump..."

The third knock at the door.

Musen was sure he had not misheard, so he opened the door.

He grabbed the feather duster at the entrance and stood at the door to look around.

"Aha!"

But at that moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side, as if to prank him and give him a scare. Read new chapters at empire

However, Musen reacted on instinct, and his feather duster lashed out.

"Smack!"

"Ouch!"

The sound was crisp, as though it had hit something very elastic.

Huh? Why did that female ghost's scream sound so familiar?

In front of him, a tall girl with disheveled hair was holding her buttocks, her stunningly beautiful face flushed with pain.

"Yao Mingyue?"

Musen hesitated for a moment.

"Musen!"

Ming Yue gritted her teeth, her face distorted with pain, "Are you sick? Wielding a feather duster in the middle of the night to hit people."

Musen looked at her; her perky buttocks had indeed taken a solid hit from the feather duster just now.

"Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night, running around scaring people pretending to be a ghost?"

Musen tossed the feather duster aside.

"I'll scare you to death! Scare you to death, you damn pig!"

Ming Yue felt pain in her buttocks as soon as she spoke.

Actually, she had heard from the staff at the milk tea shop this afternoon that Musen had moved in.

It was just that Musen had gone out to treat them to dinner in the afternoon, so she waited until now to stake him out.

Musen knew he was in the wrong, "What are you doing here at this hour?"

"I came to see if someone was secretly doing something decadent!"

Ever since she was little, Ming Yue had a talent for catching people in the act. She squeezed past Musen into the shop and headed straight for the small room inside.

The room was not large, but it was cozy, and there was only one bed, naturally no second person.

But she still opened the wardrobe to check because she always felt there was a faint scent in the room that belonged to a girl.

Musen watched with his eyelid twitching, "That's enough from you."

"Hmph!"

Ming Yue snorted, was about to sit on the bed, but stood up again in pain.

"Musen, you have to take responsibility for my butt!"

"..."

Musen was at a loss for words, thankful that there was no one else around, otherwise things could be hard to explain.

"If you hadn't jumped out and scared me, would all this have happened?"

"I don't care, if you don't give me an explanation today, I won't leave."

Ming Yue acted like a stubborn hooligan, throwing herself onto Musen's bed.

Her buttocks, which had just been struck by a feather duster, were now slightly raised, not daring to touch the bed.

The delicate and graceful curves formed a beautiful scenery that could not be contained in this small room.

Musen rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache, and suddenly thought that moving away from the dorm might not be entirely a good thing.

"What do you want me to do?"

"My butt is swollen, what do you think?"

"I'll get you some ice to put on it."

Musen turned around and opened the fridge; milk tea shops never run out of ice.

"Do you need ice?"

Ming Yue turned her head to look at him, snorted, and said with reproachful eyes, "Some people's faces are colder than ice cubes, why not use your cold face to cool down my heat... Ow!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Musen expressionlessly placed a bag of ice cubes on her.

Ming Yue suddenly felt as if she was experiencing both fire and ice, with her buttocks initially burning and then feeling numbly tingly as soon as the ice cubes were placed.

In an instant, Ming Yue quieted down, even feeling somewhat content.

Musen looked at her, silently thinking to himself.

This masochistic girl is beyond help.