"Brother Yu?"
Jia Lan's Beautiful Eyes erupted with an indescribable surprise, staring incredulously at the man sitting on the bed before her.
She hadn't expected him to appear so suddenly.
"What, not happy to see me?" Luo Yu said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, his unparalleled good looks radiating an astonishing charm that left Jia Lan feeling dizzy in the head.
Of course, his handsomeness wasn't important. What was important was that Jia Lan had always thought that after Luo Yu had been with her, he might have grown tired of her and never wanted to see her again.
Her heart had been filled with doubts and worries.
But now that the man was right before her, all the sorrow and yearning vanished, turning into flames of love burning in her heart, as a sweet smile appeared on her face.
"How could I not be happy!"
Jia Lan tiptoed over in her little piggy slippers, grabbed the man's hand, as though fearing it was all an illusion, until she felt the warmth of his hand and finally let out a sigh of relief.
"It's not a dream."
Luo Yu sighed inwardly as he saw the joy on the woman's face, thinking he must have neglected her and should have visited more often.
"Silly girl, why would it be a dream?"
"Lulu, what were you howling about just now?"
At that moment, Qin Lan's puzzled voice came from outside the door, immediately putting Jia Lan on high alert as she responded: "It's nothing, Sister Lan. You must have misheard."
Qin Lan tried to comfort her: "Oh, stop thinking about that stinky man. He's surrounded by beautiful women. He must have forgotten all about us little characters by now."
Jia Lan cautiously glanced at Luo Yu, relieved to see he showed no particular reaction.
"Sister Lan, Brother Yu would definitely not forget about us."
"You wish. I'm still okay; he hasn't slept with me yet, but you've been slept with, and he hasn't come to look for you, that's going too far," Qin Lan indignantly exclaimed from outside.
"Didn't you go back to get a pillow? How come you haven't brought it out after so long?"
Jia Lan, not willing to leave Luo Yu's side, pretended to be drowsy: "Sister Lan, I suddenly feel like sleeping by myself tonight, so I won't be coming over."
"Hey, you are so fickle!"
The sound of Qin Lan's slippers came closer and closer to Jia Lan's bedroom. Jia Lan's face tensed as she whispered urgently, "Brother Yu, my door isn't locked."
In her panic, she quickly dived under the big quilt, and with a swift movement, she pulled Luo Yu in as well. She parted her legs, propping the blanket like a little tent.
Just when Qin Lan walked in, she commented, "You're quick to get under the covers, aren't you?"
Jia Lan nodded: "Yes, I'm just really sleepy now."
While talking, she yawned openly.
As the two women talked, Luo Yu was in a dark space, surrounded by a special girlish fragrance. His mouth twitched, wanting to remind Jia Lan of something.
Actually, even if he hadn't been hidden under the quilt, he had ways of not being discovered, but it seemed quite nice here, too.
The corners of his mouth turned upward, revealing a teasing smile, as his large hand reached out.
"Hmm."
As Qin Lan continued to talk with Jia Lan, she suddenly noticed that Jia Lan's expression was a bit off, her cheeks flushed, emitting an abnormal tone.
"Lulu, what's wrong with you? You're not running a fever, are you?"
"No... hmm... it's nothing," Jia Lan shook her head, then inwardly gritted her teeth. Brother Yu was being too bold—Sister Lan was right there, and he dared to be naughty without leaving first.
Wasn't she afraid of being discovered and socially dying?
"Do you want me to take you to the doctor?" Qin Lan asked with concern. "You're not lovesick, are you?"
"No need, Sister Lan, I'm really fine," Jia Lan replied. But as she saw Qin Lan sitting at the edge of her bed, her heart skipped a beat.
Thump, thump!
She was almost nervous to death.
"Sister Lan, you should go back to your room. I'm really going to sleep now," Jia Lan urged.
"You, little girl, are so eager to send me away. You wouldn't be hiding someone in your room, would you?"
Jia Lan's back was drenched in cold sweat: "How could that be, Sister Lan? Hasn't it always been just myself? What are you talking about?"
"If I had brought a man back, wouldn't you know?"
Having spent day and night together, Qin Lan keenly sensed that her little sister was somewhat off today: "Hey, your posture is very strange."
"Why is the quilt so bulging? You're not really hiding a man in there, are you?" Qin Lan said with a suspicious look.
"No... no..." Jia Lan inwardly prayed that it wasn't the end of the world. It wasn't that she was afraid of getting caught; rather, the method of hiding someone under the quilt was just too embarrassing if found out.
Seeing Jia Lan's demeanor, suspicion grew even more on Qin Lan's face.
"Come on, let Sister Lan take a look."
She extended her hand to lift Jia Lan's quilt, and Jia Lan immediately pressed down firmly on the corner of the quilt.
"Don't, Sister Lan."
"I... I've stripped down. I like to sleep naked."
"It'll be embarrassing for you to see."
Qin Lan laughed: "What's there to be embarrassed about? Sister Lan has seen you bare-butt naked before, we even bathed together. What's there to be shy about?"
Jia Lan still tried to resist, especially when Luo Yu continued to not keep still, dabbling in all sorts of tricks that had her all over the place.
"I can't."
"I'll feel shy."
"Sister Lan, please go back to sleep," Jia Lan begged.
"All right, I can't understand what's going on in that little head of yours," Qin Lan sighed, standing up to leave. Jia Lan relaxed.
Little did she expect, Qin Lan suddenly executed a Return Horse Spear, with the speed of lightning, grabbed the corner of the quilt, and lifted it with force.
Everything beneath the quilt came into full view.
"Ah!"