Duan Yuxian had a habit of sleeping in. Even after she woke up, she was always groggy and muddleheaded, needing at least half an hour in bed before her mind cleared.
This time, she was wide awake in an instant.
What happened yesterday? Why am I here?
She hurriedly checked her clothes. She had been so tired yesterday that she had fallen asleep without taking them off. Aside from being a little rumpled and disheveled, nothing was wrong.
Zhou You calmly stopped Duan Yuxian before she could do anything else. "Don't scream. If you bring my mom in here, this will be even harder to explain."
Seeing that Duan Yuxian had no intention of screaming, Zhou You realized he had worried for nothing. After a pause, he added, "Besides, I have absolutely no idea why you're here."
Duan Yuxian knitted her pretty brows, carefully recalling what had happened yesterday.
Last night, she seemed to have fallen asleep in her tent, then gotten too hot partway through the night. Half asleep, she had come to Zhou You's bedroom to enjoy his air conditioning, intending to get up early and leave before he noticed.
The result was obvious: she had woken up too late.
"I was sleepwalking last night," Duan Yuxian said earnestly.
Was that really it?
Zhou You was a little skeptical. A cultivator had sleepwalked all the way from the rooftop into his bedroom?
But considering Duan Yuxian's background, cultivation, and fame, Zhou You gave a tactful nod.
"So you have that habit, Fellow Daoist Duan."
Having bluffed her way through, Duan Yuxian breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly realized something.
"Wait, how do you know who I am?"
Before, Zhou You had always politely called her "fellow Daoist," clearly not recognizing her. Why was he calling her "Fellow