The atmosphere in the room had subtly become somewhat ambiguous, with an indeterminate romantic charm lingering in the air.
Nian Yuyu only felt the palm of her hand burning hot, the warmth spreading from her palm throughout her body. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Chu You clamped down on her wrist.
"Chu You~" she cooed softly, her voice uncontrollably trembling.
Chu You's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, his gaze burning as he stared at Nian Yuyu.
After a while, he let go of her hand.
Nian Yuyu immediately withdrew her hand, hiding it under the thin blanket.
Chu You sighed helplessly, suppressing the surging passion within him and lifted the blanket.
"Isn't it stuffy?"
Nian Yuyu adopted an ostrich-like pose, berating herself in her heart for her momentary daze, wondering how she could have asked him such a question.
"Yuyu." Chu You lay down behind Nian Yuyu, pulling her into his arms from behind.