Jiang Mingyuan stood frozen in place, eyes slightly wide and gaze somewhat unfocused. She had not fully woken up yet, and her brain had not yet had time to process what had just happened.
Roughly two or three seconds passed before her pupils slowly twitched. Her line of sight shifted downward, and then her entire body stiffened.
Bare.
A thin layer of crimson first bloomed across the tips of Jiang Mingyuan's ears, and then that flush began to spread across her cheeks, bit by bit.
Her lips trembled slightly with extreme shame, confusion, and surprise.
Jiang Mingyuan's breathing began to grow hurried, her chest heaving violently, and her gaze finally transformed from dazed emptiness into social death-like despair.
Jiang Mingyuan's entire face flushed scarlet in a flash, burning hot. Steam seemed to continuously billow from the top of her head.
"Ah!!!"
Tang Wulin stood pressed tightly against the door with his back to it, his heart pounding wildly. What had he just seen?
Brother, Brother Yuan is so pretty.
An exclamation of "ah" jolted Tang Wulin out of his fantasy. He hurriedly turned around, pressed his face against the door, and called inside: "Brother Yuan, hurry up and put your clothes on."
With a shy expression, Jiang Mingyuan looked around, trying to find the clothes she had taken off before going to sleep, let alone clothes.
"Where is my bed?"
It was only then that Jiang Mingyuan discovered she was stepping amidst a pile of charcoal.
About two minutes passed, and hearing no further movement come from inside the room, Tang Wulin felt intensely curious. His hand rested on the doorknob, yet he hesitated to turn it.
His brain was entirely filled with the contents of the book Xie Xie had given him, and he instinctively replaced the male and