Xia Ranran let go of Ling Yuan's hand, tugged at her clothes, and looked at him with a hint of shyness still in her eyes.
"L-Ling Yuan..."
Ling Yuan understood her restraint.
However...
Looking at her long sleeves and long pants, he wore a strange expression. "Aren't you hot dressed like that?"
"I-I'm fine. It gets pretty cold at night."
Ling Yuan fell silent for a moment.
He placed a hand on Xia Ranran's shoulder.
"W-What is it?"
"Go change your clothes. It wouldn't be good if you suffocated yourself."
"...N-No need!"
"How about I help you change?" Ling Yuan raised a brow.
Xia Ranran was stunned. Was it really okay to say something like that so openly?
Seeing that she said nothing, Ling Yuan directly scooped her up in a princess carry.
Problems had to be overcome. If she was this shy, wouldn't she feel awkward every time they met in the future?
Ling Yuan's thinking was simple: if she got embarrassed enough times, she would stop being embarrassed.
Besides, he had already seen her once.
And so—
Under Xia Ranran's blank stare, she was carried into the bedroom.
Bang!
The bedroom door slammed shut.
About ten minutes later—
Xia Ranran, now dressed in a JK outfit, walked out of the bedroom behind Ling Yuan, breathing heavily with an unnatural expression.
If one looked closely, her hands were still trembling slightly.
"Brother."
After coming downstairs, Ophis ignored Qingyou beside her and rushed over to hug Ling Yuan's leg.
Ling Yuan did not stand on ceremony and immediately picked her up.
"Miss?"
Seeing Xia Ranran following behind them with a dazed expression, Qingyou could not help asking.
"Ah! Qingyou, when did you get back?" After being called twice in a row, Xia Ranran finally snapped back to her senses.