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By the ti Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan returned to their room, Yanyan was still pouting in frustration. Even though the ga was over, she couldn’t stop venting about Chang Hao’s behavior.

“What’s wrong with him? Acting all crazy over nothing!”

In truth, Yanyan was mostly angry at herself. As Chang Hao had pointed out, she shouldn’t have blindly sided with Zhou Yuwen during the ga. Declaring, “My boyfriend gave

the clear signal, so I trust he’s the Seer,” was bound to ruin the ga for everyone.

Sure, she trusted him, but she shouldn’t have made it so obvious. How were the others supposed to play like that?

Anyone who knew how to play Werewolf could see that the loss was entirely Yanyan’s fault. But she wasn’t about to admit that, instead stirring up more drama by refusing to play further. Back in their room, she was still dissecting the ga with Zhou Yuwen.

“It’s his fault! He was supposed to guide the good guys but just blurted out that Lu Lin was a Werewolf. How was I supposed to know if he was telling the truth?” Yanyan complained, hoping Zhou Yuwen would take her side.

Zhou Yuwen, watching her sulking face, found her both exasperating and adorable. Sitting on the small sofa, he chuckled. “To be fair, he probably didn’t expect

to counter him as the Seer—and then I gave you the clear. I knew you’d trust .”

Hearing this, Yanyan’s anger dissipated. She turned to Zhou Yuwen, climbed onto his lap, and faced him directly.

Her new outfit was striking: freshly bathed, her fair skin glowed beneath a loose, off-shoulder white sweater paired with white thigh-high stockings. The delicate lace straps of her camisole peeked out from her bare shoulders, completing the ensemble.

Her pink-dyed hair fell naturally as she tilted her head, her dancer’s physique accentuating an elegant S-curve even as she perched on his lap.

“This is your fault then. You betrayed my trust,” she said playfully.

Zhou Yuwen wrapped his arms around her waist and nodded. “Yes, yes. It’s all my fault. I betrayed my wife’s trust. Kiss kiss.”

Yanyan burst into giggles, pretending to scold him. “You’re so annoying!”

Zhou Yuwen, clearly enamored, couldn’t help but ask, “When did you get these stockings? I’ve never seen you wear them before.”

Seeing his delighted expression, Yanyan felt proud of her decision. She slid off his lap and sat beside him, stretching her legs so he could better admire her stockings.

“I’ve got plenty of outfits you haven’t seen yet. What’s the big deal?” she teased.

Zhou Yuwen raised an eyebrow. “So, have you worn this for soone else before?” he asked lightly, his tone betraying a hint of possessiveness.

Yanyan laughed at his reaction, placing her sock-clad feet in his lap. “Why? Jealous?”

Though tall and slender, Yanyan’s thighs were not without a hint of softness, especially where the edges of her stockings pressed into her skin, creating faint impressions. She bent her knees, letting Zhou Yuwen see her stockings and petite feet more clearly.

Her feet, wrapped snugly in white stockings, wiggled playfully in his lap, occasionally brushing against him as if teasing him.

Zhou Yuwen grabbed her feet to stop her antics and smirked. “Jealous? What’s there to be jealous of? You’re just my girlfriend—not my wife.”

This provoked Yanyan instantly. She kicked her feet slightly, pouting. “What’s that supposed to an? Are you saying I’ll never be your wife?”

“That’s not guaranteed,” Zhou Yuwen teased.

“Ah!” Yanyan cried out, pretending to be upset. “You’re awful!”

Zhou Yuwen chuckled. “My wife wouldn’t make

jealous.”

“Fine, fine! I’ve never had a boyfriend before, okay? This outfit is just for you. I even bought other things—look!” Yanyan leaned closer to him, pulling up her purchase history on her phone.

Sure enough, the white stockings were part of a set she had purchased just two days ago.

“I wanted to look my best for this trip,” Yanyan admitted, showing him other purchases, including black lace stockings and various skimpy outfits ant for couples.

Zhou Yuwen laughed as he hugged her around the waist. “I never expected you to be this bold. Buying all these clothes without telling ? What were you planning to do?”

“Of course, they’re for you!” Yanyan retorted, rolling her eyes. “But you have to reimburse !”

These were all impulse buys, spurred on by targeted ads. Initially, she was just browsing cute lingerie but was quickly drawn into a world of increasingly daring outfits.

“What are these? They’re practically invisible!” Yanyan had thought at first. But imagining Zhou Yuwen’s reaction when he saw her in them made her buy more and more.

Lost in the mory, Yanyan giggled to herself.

She nestled against Zhou Yuwen, scrolling through her purchases together. Zhou Yuwen couldn’t help but chuckle. “You bought so many. Are you even going to wear them all?”

“I’ll wear them slowly,” Yanyan replied with a grin.

Zhou Yuwen’s laughter deepened when he spotted one particular item. “Wait, why is this one crotchless? What are you planning, huh? Pee standing up?”

“Ugh! You’re so annoying!” Yanyan protested, burying her face in his chest. She peeked up mischievously, her eyes sparkling. “Hubby, I brought that crotchless pair with .”

Zhou Yuwen froze, then tilted her chin up. “You little minx.”

“I ca here to study, and you’re turning this into sothing else!” he teased.

Back in their suite, Zhou Yuwen and Zheng Yanyan were laughing and teasing each other, but their voices soon turned muffled as things heated up.

In the adjacent room, Shen Yu, Su Qing, and Lu Lin had gathered for a quiet night in. Shen Yu’s curiosity got the better of her as she hesitated, asking, “Wait… Zhou Yuwen is really staying in the sa room as Yanyan?”

Su Qing and Lu Lin exchanged amused glances, their expressions a mix of disbelief and teasing.

“Uh, yeah? Why wouldn’t he? It’s not like it’s their first ti staying together,” Su Qing replied, trying to mask her slight irritation.

Shen Yu blushed. “I an, Zhou Yuwen is still a student. Isn’t this… improper?”

Lu Lin, not interested in the conversation, picked up the remote and casually asked, “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Isn’t it a bit late? Shouldn’t we rest?” Shen Yu replied, her voice soft.

“I doubt you’ll be able to sleep tonight,” Lu Lin said knowingly as she turned on the TV.

Shen Yu didn’t imdiately grasp what she ant—at least not until faint sounds began seeping through the wall.

It started as muffled noises, barely audible, but soon enough, it beca clear what was happening next door. Shen Yu’s face turned crimson as she realized what she was hearing.

“You see,” Lu Lin said, not even glancing at Shen Yu, “I told you it’d be hard to sleep.”

Su Qing bit her lip in frustration. She knew Yanyan was doing this on purpose—taunting her with smug satisfaction.

“Let’s not watch in here,” Su Qing said, her voice firm. “There’s a projector in the living room. Let’s watch there.”

“Wait… what?” Shen Yu asked, confused.

The living room was closer to Yanyan’s suite, separated only by a single door.

“You coming?” Su Qing pressed, raising an eyebrow.

Lu Lin smirked, understanding Su Qing’s intention. “I don’t mind.”

“Let’s go!” Su Qing declared, marching out.

Left alone for a mont, Shen Yu sat frozen. Wasn’t it quieter in here? But the silence only amplified the noise coming from next door.

“Wait for !” Shen Yu squeaked, scrambling after them.

The three of them settled in the living room and picked a movie to watch. Romance seed inappropriate, given the circumstances, so they opted for the horror classic Child’s Play.

The room’s lights were turned off, leaving only the glow of the screen. The eerie atmosphere fit perfectly with the late hour.

However, the sounds from next door were still faintly audible.

Shen Yu, sitting stiffly on the carpet, tried to focus on the movie, but the ongoing background noise made her squirm. She pulled her knees up to her chest, unable to stop herself from muttering, “How… how are they still not done?”

“They haven’t even started,” Su Qing replied, her eyes reflecting the light from the screen as she spoke in a detached tone.

“What?” Shen Yu blinked, caught off guard.

“They’re just warming up,” Su Qing said coolly. “Once they really start, Yanyan won’t have ti to make so much noise.”

Lu Lin, amused by the conversation, added, “She’s right.”

“???”

Shen Yu glanced between the two of them, completely flustered. Wait, am I the only one here who’s clueless?

Her innocence only deepened her embarrassnt. She tucked her legs tighter against herself, feeling like the odd one out amidst her more experienced friends.

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