Looking at him now, she suspected the scoundrel had woken up long ago.
Yun Huanling was deeply conflicted. Earlier, he had used the drug's effects as an excuse to hug Su Jiu, and he had no idea whether she had realized he had done it deliberately.
What surprised him most was that Su Jiu really had come back for him. He had to admit that a sweet warmth seemed to be stirring in his heart.
At that thought, the corners of his lips involuntarily lifted.
He had not expected that tiny movement to let Su Jiu catch him pretending to sleep.
Yun Huanling hurriedly forced the corners of his lips down, ready to keep feigning sleep. Waking up now would make things terribly awkward, after all.
But Su Jiu had no intention of giving him a chance to ease that awkwardness.
"Since you don't want to wake up, keep sleeping."
With that, Su Jiu flicked her sleeve and turned to leave.
She had barely taken a step when Yun Huanling caught the hem of her robe.
Su Jiu looked back at the scoundrel and found his eyes still closed. He probably did not realize that his eyeballs were already rolling incessantly beneath his lids.
"A Jiu, don't go." As though murmuring in a dream, he stubbornly kept his eyes shut and clutched her robe, continuing his performance.
A vein twitched at Su Jiu's temple.
She tugged at her robe and found that the scoundrel had an exceptionally tight grip.
The vein at her temple throbbed even more vigorously.
She lifted the hem of her robe a little, but Yun Huanling did not budge.
Just then, an inscrutable smile curved Su Jiu's lips, sending a chill through Yun Huanling as he lay on the bed.
In the next instant, Su Jiu