"Fine, I won't leave again." Ye Zhi curled up under the blanket, not seeing the deep indifference hidden in the Little Traitor's eyes, but she understood the wisdom in knowing when to yield to circumstances, so it was better to go along with him for now.
With her agreement, the gloom in Shen Chen's eyes dissipated, and his amber-like pupils sparkled, a smile spreading across his face as he tentatively asked, "You really forgive me?"
They were now under the same blanket; harsh words seemed stuck in Ye Zhi's throat, so she softly responded, "Mm."
Then, in Shen Chen's joy, another round of indescribable actions began.
(Author's Note: Afraid of censorship, so use your imagination)
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In the evening, as the sun gradually set in the west, the wisps of white cloud in the sky were tinged with red hues, and the earth seemed to be draped in a layer of golden gauze while the birds slowly returned to the forest~
Inside Room Number Two at the Bright Moon Inn.
