Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1842 - 2043: Liang Xiaohan Got Shy!!!

Seeing Hao Jian sitting instead of lying down, her mind was filled with countless fears. When she saw Hao Jian's gaze fixed on the TV and noticed the screen was on, her fear escalated again. Her real terror came when she saw the scene on the TV.

As a girl, she always had her own hobbies when alone. One of her hobbies was taking selfies. It was fine when she was young, just simple selfies. Now, as a high school student entering true adolescence with a well-developing body, a sense of sexuality was beginning to emerge.

So she wasn't just satisfied with plain selfies anymore and occasionally had a habit of taking more sensual and revealing selfies.

Sometimes, she would save these photos on a USB drive and then upload them to the TV, lying on the sofa to slowly admire herself. It was a way of seeing herself more clearly and understanding herself artistically.

Usually, she was the only one living here. Her parents never came around, so she would typically just turn off the TV after viewing the photos and leave the USB drive plugged in. She hadn't realized it was an issue since she was used to living alone, and with Hao Jian staying here these days, she hadn't thought about it.

Suddenly, she realized that if Hao Jian were bored in the living room and turned on the TV, wouldn't he see those photos! Instantly, she was frightened by her own thoughts. Instinctively, she rushed out to check the situation, hoping Hao Jian hadn't turned on the TV.

However, everything developed in the opposite direction. She hoped Hao Jian hadn't turned on the TV, but it was already on, and judging by Hao Jian's gaze, burning with desire, it was clear he had seen quite a lot already.

These thoughts rushed through her mind in an instant, just a few seconds. She already felt a sense of despair.

Imagine, a girl's sensual photos taking suddenly being seen by a boy—how could she face him afterward?

In the old days, unmarried girls would stay in their chambers when guests visited to avoid impoliteness or loss of dignity. It showed how much a girl valued her purity.

Although lacking humanity, the emphasis on a girl's purity was truly genuine. Liang Xiaohan held a similar view, believing her photos were for her to see only and that others seeing them would be a violation of her purity.

Could a girl's body be casually viewed by others? But her photos were seen by Hao Jian. And judging by Hao Jian's absorbed gaze, he was clearly deeply fascinated.

This thought popped into her mind instantly, leaving her pale with anger, feeling as if Hao Jian did it on purpose. Previously, he invaded her room, despite her accidental exposure from a too big gesture, and his gaze immediately fixated on it.

Furthermore, why did Hao Jian sit on the sofa and turn on the TV right after she arrived, facing the exact scene she didn't want, watching her photos?

Although usually dignified and cold, surrounded by an aura even tall boys willingly followed her, those extremely private photos being seen by Hao Jian brought a feeling as if she was completely exposed to him, causing her confident self to instantly lose her voice and confidence.

She saw Hao Jian still staring at the TV photo for several seconds, oblivious, fully engrossed in them.

Suddenly, anger welled up inside her again. She rushed over and kicked Hao Jian's back as he was savoring the photos.

This... was like discovering a new world—amazing beyond belief. Previously upset by Liang Xiaohan earlier, turning on the TV brought him alive at once.

He grabbed the remote, browsing through the photos, drooling as he did so.

From his first glance at Liang Xiaohan to seeing the photos, his perception of her went from icy and distant to significantly altered.

Never did he imagine that the seemingly cold and arrogant Liang Xiaohan could possess such a secret side.

Carefully observing these artistic sensual photos, sudden back pain struck him, barely having time to react before the remote was snatched away—then came a blanket covering him completely.

Liang Xiaohan grabbed the remote and blanket, throwing it on Hao Jian, then rushing to unplug the TV. She couldn't face Hao Jian anymore, aware of the privacy breach feeling as if thoroughly exposed, she chose to cover him with a blanket.

Snatching the remote and turning off the TV took seconds, then returning to find Hao Jian covered, she attacked him with fists and kicks, and before he turned the blanket over, she quickly retreated to her room, heard a "bang!" and closed the door tightly.

Hao Jian removed the blanket, sat on the sofa, gathered his thoughts, seeing the TV was off, realized the blows from Liang Xiaohan, and cracked a smile. The blanket still held her subtle fragrance, instinctively sniffing before placing it on the sofa, then headed toward Liang Xiaohan's room.

Knocking several times didn't incite a sound, only echoed back, puzzling Hao Jian that this girl really cared, seemingly proud, now shy like a little girl—a humorous contrast.

Knocked a few more times, still silent, the door never likely to open.

Standing outside, Hao Jian smiled, speaking, "Hey, why are you hiding in there, hit me then run, I'm a very vengeful person!"

Laughing as he spoke, yet nothing inside, amusing Hao Jian more. Hiding inside, would she stay there forever? Despite the incident, facing it was inevitable, after all, he saw a few photos, offering to take some in return too, for fairness.

Hao Jian's self-deprecating jab, face smiling.

Knocked several more times, no sound inside.

Then he said, "Counting to three, if you don't come out, I'll break the door, not even preparing breakfast—mannerless!"

"Three..."

"Two..."

Feigning seriousness as he counted.

"One..." finished, said, "Okay, joking, you won't open door fine, stay inside forever."

Talking to himself, silence prevailed inside.