(Modified, please spare me)
When You Su opened his eyes, chaos once again shrouded his vision.
But the soft feeling at the back of his neck told him he was once more enjoying the wonderful lap pillow of a young girl.
Ji Lingruo's breathing was calm and steady, suggesting she was asleep.
You Su felt the pain across his body was no longer excruciating. He tried to lift his hand, which was not much of a problem now, although a silky item slipped down his arm.
?
Why is there something draped over me?
He grabbed it and took a sniff. The elegant fragrance masked the smell of blood—it was his junior sister's skirt.
It must have been his junior sister who feared the cold would affect his injured body and removed her skirt to serve as a thin cover for him.
No wonder this lap pillow felt even more comfortable than the last time…
"Senior brother, are you a pervert?"
Ji Lingruo leaned back slightly, tugged at the corner of her mouth, and looked down at You Su with disdain in her eyes.
