The next morning, Shi An sat up, rubbing his somewhat groggy head. Beside him, beneath the covers, he could still feel a warm, soft body.
He assumed it was Zhu Zhuqing. After all, they had shared a bed more times than either could count; they were practically an old married couple by now.
He reached under the covers, but instantly sensed that something was wrong.
The skin was just as smooth and delicate, but completely unlike Zhu Zhuqing's firm body.
Shi An tried somewhere else. The size did not match—it was clearly a size smaller.
He abruptly threw back the covers, revealing a slender, exquisite body.
Long, fair, beautiful legs; a flat lower belly with just a hint of softness; familiar Milk Bottles; and that familiar face of his... innocent yet alluring.
"Dugu Yan!"
Dugu Yan had already awakened the moment Shi An lifted the covers.
There was a trace of shyness and moisture in her eyes as she looked at Shi An. She shifted her body, openly letting him see her clearly.
Shi An's mind crashed for a moment, then he understood everything.
He was not stupid. Dugu Bo's sudden invitation, the drinks last night, and the way Dugu Yan had looked at him—it had all been planned.
Dugu Bo! You really had the nerve!
Still... Dugu Yan didn't seem too bad either.
No! Where's Zhu Zhuqing?
Shi An looked around but could not find Zhu Zhuqing anywhere.
Zhu Zhuqing had not drunk last night. She should have been the one sleeping beside him—so why was it Dugu Yan instead?
Shi An got out of bed. The moment he pushed open the door, he saw Zhu Zhuqing sitting by the pond in the courtyard, watching the koi swimming within it.
Faint dark circles hung beneath her eyes. Clearly, she