The Charming Little Beauty is Being Targeted Again [Infinite]

The Widow in the Mansion 13

The bathroom was filled with steam, a light scent of soap mingling with the sweet, soft fragrance from Yu Deng's body, spreading to every corner of the small space.

Yu Deng thought that blurry ghostly figure wouldn't move again, but he overestimated the moral compass of non-human entities.

Or perhaps, he underestimated his own allure to these bad spirits.

Before long, it began to stir again, clammy, cold ghostly aura quietly wrapping around Yu Deng's legs, with the entire shadow moving much closer.

The droplets of water falling from Yu Deng's body reduced slightly.

Just awakened, its thoughts were as straightforward as a beast's.

The water carrying Yu Deng's scent was sweet, so it chose to ingest it, ignoring ethics and morality, driven solely by its primal desire.

“Mm.”

Yu Deng let out a short, muffled groan, his lower abdomen tensed, and a small patch of snow-white skin on his back turned red from being licked.

Angrily and embarrassed, he turned his head, "Why are you licking there, it's very ticklish."

The shadow had already stuck back to him again as soon as Yu Deng spoke.

To be fair, this blurry ghostly figure was extremely oppressive. Though it was just a vague, dark shadow, merely standing there, it emitted a cold, unsettling fear silently.

Such an existence symbolized ominousness and death in the infinite dungeon.

Yu Deng was initially very scared, but this guy's tendency to nibble and lick randomly made him more embarrassed than afraid now, causing him to start scolding it in frustration.

"You shouldn't be here. You can't just watch other people take a shower."

The shadow selectively ignored this comment.

"And you're too cold, always holding me like this makes me very uncomfortable."

The shadow's movements paused for a moment.

Holding like this is very cold?

Such a delicate little wife.

The shadow internally commented again. Yet, driven by instinct and fierce wildness, this terrifying being, after hearing Yu Deng's complaints, clumsily restrained the chilling aura that would make people uncomfortable.

Only then did Yu Deng's slightly furrowed brows relax. He suddenly thought of a question, a bit scared but also curious, he asked, "Will I see you again in the future?"

-- Yes.

The ghostly figure nodded.

Yu Deng blinked, "Won't I ever see what you look like? I don't even know who you are."

The satisfaction in the shadow's eyes faded a bit, replaced by gloom.

After a moment of silence, it nodded again.

-- Yes, you will eventually know who I am, and we will formally meet.

...

Yu Deng washed himself thoroughly and put on a bathrobe. The shadow, unsure whether it had something else to do or couldn't stay longer, reluctantly left.

Before leaving, it left several new marks on Yu Deng's body and secretly took away a small piece of cloth from the dirty laundry basket with a wisp of pure black aura.

As a result, when Yu Deng felt the urge to check after his bath, he couldn't find it despite searching several times.

Where did it go again?