"Beauty, I'm back!"
With that phrase, accompanied by a knocking sound, Fu Yunhe, who had been awake inside all night, randomly grabbed a piece of clothing to throw on and opened the door as quickly as possible.
"Hi!"
Nian Shutong, with the good mood of having just advanced, gave Fu Yunhe, who had opened the door, a big smile.
However, she saw the clothing Fu Yunhe had draped over himself, and a finger reached out, playfully flicking it on Fu Yunhe's shoulder.
Her finger toyed with the clothing, the distance from Fu Yunhe's skin almost imperceptible.
"Beauty, this coy way of dressing, are you inviting me?"
"Ah..."
"Then I'll fulfill your wish."
Nian Shutong withdrew the finger that had been playing with the clothing and lightly pushed on Fu Yunhe's shoulder.
Fu Yunhe was pushed a step back, and Nian Shutong slipped past him into the room.
Fu Yunhe, left standing at the door, felt his heart beat like a drum, thumping non-stop.
