Song Qingshu slipped under the covers, his hand going beneath her robe as usual, and pulled her into his arms. "Zhiruo... Huh?"
In the past, when his blood was up, he might not have noticed anything. But with his current cultivation, he could see in the dark as clearly as in daylight. Besides, recognizing someone did not rely solely on sight; he could also remember a person's aura.
Not to mention, the size was different... Ahem, and her hair smelled different too.
He immediately sensed something was wrong. "Yuan... Miss Yuan?"
Yuan Ziyi had originally been waiting for Zhou Zhiruo to return. Who knew Zhou Zhiruo would stay away for so long? In her drowsiness, she had fallen asleep. When someone suddenly embraced her, her first reaction was that Zhou Zhiruo had returned.
Why is Senior Sister being so mischievous? Actually doing something like this...
But she quickly realized that the person beside her had a different aura, and those hands definitely did not belong to a woman. Thinking of a man holding her like this, all traces of sleepiness vanished instantly.
She was about to cry out and strike at him with her palm when she heard his voice. Her body froze. "Song... Brother Song?"
Song Qingshu instinctively glanced toward the door, thinking he had entered the wrong room. But after looking around, he saw that this was clearly the right room. "Why are you here? Where's Zhiruo?"
Yuan Ziyi's mind was completely blank. She answered instinctively, "Senior Sister asked me to come sleep with her tonight. Just now, she said she was going out to relieve herself... I... I..."
Hearing her incoherent words, Song Qingshu immediately understood what had happened. Zhiruo had most likely arranged this deliberately to bring the two of them together.
He carefully chose his