The morning light had just spilled over the courtyard walls when Yun Tian, Ling'er, and the others gathered outside, waiting only for his command to set off. Yet there was something strangely hard to pin down about the atmosphere in the courtyard-Yu Yan's cheeks burned crimson, and her lingering gaze kept settling on Yun Tian, only to dart away in panic whenever their eyes met.
Ling'er never minded stirring up trouble for the sake of a good show. She sidled up to Yu Yan and deliberately tilted her head, teasing, "Yu Yan, why is your face as red as a ripe peach? Is it too hot out, or are you hiding some little secret in your heart?"
Those words sent Yu Yan's mortification soaring to its peak. Scenes from the night before last replayed uncontrollably in her mind, and the more she recalled, the hotter her ears burned. She had been so uninhibited that night. Not only had she lost herself in it, but later she had even clung to Yun Tian and actively begged for more, without a shred of restraint left.
Even more embarrassing was that when she woke the next morning, Ling'er had been there too! The two of them had flanked Yun Tian for a thoroughly satisfying bout of morning exercise. Their breaths had intertwined like a zither and lute playing in harmony, their two clear voices brimming with passion. Now, every sound had become a "public execution" in Yu Yan's mind.
"Oh, heavens..." The more Yu Yan thought about it, the more embarrassed she became. Steam practically billowed from the top of her head, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Li Yue watched in utter bewilderment. She glanced at Yu Yan's reddened eyes, then at Ling'er's mischievous