But precisely at this moment, a large hand suddenly grasped her shoulder from behind.
"!!"
Ye Shiyu's body instantly stiffened, and she stretched out on the bed.
Immediately, she turned her head in bewilderment...
and saw a shadow slowly rising from the bedside...
"Shiyu... Sister..."
"!!"
Ye Shiyu blinked, completely motionless, only clenching her fists as if ready to punch the "ghost" behind at any moment.
But the next second, as the shadow approached the moonlight, Yan Huan's smiling face suddenly became clear.
"??"
Seeing it was Yan Huan, Ye Shiyu's previously tense body instantly relaxed.
At the same time, she tilted her head and looked at Yan Huan.
She didn't speak, but the meaning was clear:
"Why is Xiao Huan standing at the bedside and smiling at me in the middle of the night?"
"Pfft..."
Actually, Yan Huan hadn't meant to laugh, but he really couldn't hold back.
