But at this moment, Shen Yurou’s shoulder strap slipped, and her skirt was in a state of disarray.
Her eyes were more dazed than those of a drunk person.
"Zhou Wang..."
At a certain point, Shen Yurou muttered a syllable and then fell back into an indescribable state.
She was clearly afraid of disturbing Shen Yutong in the bedroom, so she didn’t dare to make any sound, just kept her mouth tightly covered.
Until...
Unintentionally, Shen Yurou turned her head and saw the shadow sitting on the sofa.
In the blur, only those bright eyes were clearly visible, like sharp blades, piercing through her soul in an instant.
Shen Yurou was stunned for a couple of seconds and was about to scream, but the other person seemed to have anticipated her reaction, raising a finger to his lips in advance.
Shen Yurou reacted as well, quickly adding another hand, using both to cover her mouth.
But then she suddenly realized something was wrong, because doing so left her with no hands to cover anything else...
In her shame and urgency, Shen Yurou first clumsily pulled at her nightgown, then, realizing it was too slow, hurriedly grabbed the blanket beside her, wrapping herself into a bundle, then curled up like an ostrich with its head buried, not daring to even glance at the sofa.
Zhou Wang, who had been sitting on the sofa for several minutes, couldn’t help but laugh at her actions.
Initially, he just had a thought and wanted to verify his suspicion, but he never expected the reality to be more explosive than he had imagined.
To be honest, even Zhou Wang was dumbfounded when he saw it...
"The stream flows gently, peach blossoms bloom."
Zhou Wang deliberately glanced at the clock on the wall, which pointed directly at two o’clock at that moment.
Everything matched the third piece of information provided by the Intelligence Blind Box.
He could never have imagined that the system, with just eight words, depicted the situation he encountered, perfectly fitting.
Of course, what excited Zhou Wang the most was that Shen Yurou called his name at that time.
The half-closed door of the bedroom told the whole story...
Thinking of this, Zhou Wang felt it odd, because it seemed like the sort of unrealistic plot for tickling men’s fancies had played out in real life, on him.
And, ironically, the person playing the unsavory role was none other than the seemingly delicate and timid Shen Yurou.
Of course, this was not the time to explore human nature, so Zhou Wang hadn’t given Shen Yurou a chance to calm down; he got up, lying sideways beside Shen Yurou with his chin propped, and then playfully twirled a lock of her hair.
Even such a slight movement startled Shen Yurou into a shiver.
"Zhou Wang, could you... could you go out first, please?"
A possibly tearful, muffled voice came from beneath the thin blanket.
Because Shen Yurou always spoke softly, and with the blanket’s barrier, if Zhou Wang hadn’t leaned in close enough, he might not have been able to hear whatever Shen Yurou was saying.
"Sis, do you think this is my problem?"
Zhou Wang merely chuckled, countering.
"...What do you mean?"
"It’s just, it’s a chore to hear you clearly like this; at least reveal your head... Or, do you really want to wake Shen Yutong?"
"No, I... I’ll come out."
Shen Yurou didn’t even consider the logic between these two, she just hurriedly pulled down the blanket a bit, carefully exposing her head.
Yet she still didn’t look at Zhou Wang, just turned her head to the side, preventing Zhou Wang from seeing her expression.
"You... you can speak now."
"Were you, just now, peeking from the door?"
Zhou Wang didn’t play word games with her; given the brief encounter on the yacht, he had realized that dealing with someone like Shen Yurou required a straightforward approach.
"What are you talking about, I... I wasn’t..."
"Weren’t you?"
Zhou Wang suddenly reached out, lifting Shen Yurou’s chin, forcing her to face him.
Now, Shen Yurou couldn’t evade it, and Zhou Wang saw her tear-stained face.
The tear marks from panic and shyness, blotched on her blushing cheeks, held a kind of poignant beauty.
"If you weren’t, then tell me what this is?"
Before Shen Yurou could react, Zhou Wang had already pulled away the blanket from her, drawing a line with his finger on the mattress below, then putting his finger in front of Shen Yurou.
"Zhou Wang, please don’t be like this... I, I don’t know what you’re talking about..."
In utter panic, Shen Yurou just wanted to escape.
"If you hadn’t called my name, I would have pretended to know nothing, but I heard it, so there’s no way."
Zhou Wang sighed.
As Shen Yurou’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment and she didn’t know how to explain, Zhou Wang had already lowered his head, bringing himself closer to her ear.
"Admit it, since the time in Yue Center apartments, I’ve been etched into your heart, right, Sister Yurou?"
"I haven’t!"
Shen Yurou firmly pressed her lips together, suddenly a bit agitated, "We’ve only met once, I don’t really know you, nor understand you, what you said are just your guesses, not the truth!"
Zhou Wang was initially surprised, but then calmly asked,
"Could you answer this for me, if what I’m saying isn’t true, why did you react so strongly on the yacht when I just lightly touched you?"