After dinner.
Shen Jin and Yun Xiaoran lay in bed as usual, only now they had grown used to sleeping together.
As always, Yun Xiaoran had his back to Shen Jin while he played on his phone.
Shen Jin, meanwhile, was full of doubts. She wanted to find out what exactly Yun Xiaoran's novel was about as soon as possible.
Surely he wasn't actually writing smut?
Shen Jin's heart skipped a beat. The more she considered the idea, the less far-fetched it seemed.
After all, didn't people say a woman's sixth sense was the most accurate?
Perhaps her instincts were telling her that this was exactly what Yun Xiaoran wrote. Sister Hua had said that people who seemed reserved could be anything but behind closed doors.
Then that would mean Yun Xiaoran was...
Even more exciting to Shen Jin!
Shen Jin's beautiful eyes remained fixed on Yun Xiaoran, her lashes trembling involuntarily as she gently caught her pink lip between her teeth.
Yun Xiaoran, however, lay on his side playing on his phone and noticed nothing.
Or perhaps Yun Xiaoran simply didn't want to share his work with me.
After all, I've already discovered that he's Lone Cloud, so why won't he let me discover his novelist identity?
There can only be two possibilities. First, Yun Xiaoran has something to hide and doesn't want me reading those novels.
Second, Yun Xiaoran has never liked me at all. He just wants to get my body and then leave me.
Shen Jin's imagination began running wild.
At the same time, she hugged Yun Xiaoran tightly from behind.
Naturally, Yun Xiaoran could feel how tightly she held him, but he figured the girl might have fallen asleep hugging him, so he left her alone.
*Could he be writing fan fiction about me, Shen