I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

As darkness fell, the shadows of the trees outside the window grew increasingly blurry.

Gu Yan made an excuse that she was tired and went back to her room to rest early.

After closing the door, he didn't change his clothes immediately, but instead took a good look around.

Fu Wanqing's room was decorated in a cozy style, with light pink paint on the walls.

Several potted succulents were placed on the windowsill, all plump and clean.

A 1.5-meter bed with white sheets and a small floral print on the quilt.

There was a small table lamp on the bedside table with a warm yellow lampshade.

A mattress had already been laid out on the ground next to us; the mattress was thick and the pillows were soft.

He walked to the window and looked out. Below was a quiet open space in the residential area.

One of the streetlights was broken, and it flickered on and off.

There were scattered lights in a few buildings in the distance.

As night deepened, the footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

First came the sound of her adoptive father going to the bathroom, then the sound of slippers slowly fading away.

The television in the living room was turned off, and the voices of the adoptive parents could no longer be heard.

The entire house fell into complete silence; not even the sound of the water pipes could be heard.

Only the occasional chirping of insects and the distant honking of car horns could be heard from outside the window.

Only the small bedside lamp was lit in Fu Wanqing's room.

The warm yellow light cast a soft glow over the room, softening all the sharp edges.

She changed into her pajamas and sat on the edge of the bed, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket.

Her pajamas were light pink, which matched her hair color perfectly.

The fabric is silk, and it gleams softly under the light.

The thin straps hung on her snow-white shoulders, as if they would slip off at the slightest touch.

The neckline was very low, revealing a whole expanse of delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair chest.

Although the blanket was wrapped tightly, her shoulders and arms were still exposed.

Her skin glowed white under the warm yellow light, like a piece of fine mutton fat jade.

Her long pink hair was spread out on the pillow, the ends curled slightly, like splashed pink ink.

A few strands of hair fell on either side of her cheeks, making her face appear even smaller and more delicate.

Her eyelashes were long, casting a small fan-shaped shadow on her cheek.

The light from the table lamp reflected in his amber eyes, flickering on and off.

My breathing is a little erratic, and my heart is beating a little fast.

Gu Yan really wanted to sleep in the same room as her.

She has never shared a room with a boy before, from childhood to adulthood.

Even at her biological parents' house, she rarely stayed overnight.

Not to mention spending an entire night in the same space as a man.

No, that's outrageous. Why would he agree to something like that?

Doesn't he have that love interest, Pei Yuran? She always has a cold face, like an iceberg.

Isn't there also that older sister, Lin Jinyu? She has shiny blonde hair and can dance like a movie star.

And that white-haired young lady in a wheelchair, she even put on makeup this morning to wait for him.

With so many people surrounding him, why would he agree to share a room with her?

Does he not even spare her? This man's appetite is too big.

Fu Wanqing pulled the blanket up, covering half of her face, leaving only her eyes visible.

What a pervert, a big pervert, a super big pervert.

She cursed Gu Yan from head to toe in her mind several times, using every word she could think of.

But even with her fingers gripping the corner of the blanket tightly, her heart was still pounding.

And the strangest thing was that she found herself not angry at all.

They should be angry, they should feel offended.

But what she felt now wasn't anger, but an inexplicable tension.

It even carried a hint of vague anticipation.

This expectation startled her.

She herself couldn't say what she was expecting.

Fu Wanqing buried her face in the blanket, leaving only her bright eyes showing.

Under the blanket, the corners of her mouth were secretly turning up.

Never mind, it's just one night anyway, and it wasn't her who suggested it.

He said he wanted to stay, it has nothing to do with her.

She knew nothing, and she thought nothing.

Yes, that's it.

Just as Fu Wanqing was lost in thought, a knock suddenly sounded on the door.

Three thuds, neither too loud nor too soft, with a steady rhythm.

Fu Wanqing's body tensed instantly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

She pulled the blanket up sharply, all the way up to her chin.

His fingers gripped the corner of the blanket so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

My heart was pounding in my ears.

"Who, who is it?"

Her voice trembled slightly, and the last syllable of her voice rose very high.

"It's me, Gu Yan."

Gu Yan's voice came from outside the door, very calm, just like usual.

Fu Wanqing closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

She quickly ran her fingers through her hair, tucking a few stray strands behind her ears.

He then touched his cheek with the back of his hand; it was frighteningly hot.

She hesitated for a moment, then pulled the blanket down a little, revealing the neckline of her pajamas.

You must not let him see that you are nervous; you must act very naturally.

"Come in, the door's unlocked."

The door opened, and Gu Yan walked in carrying a glass of water.

The moment he looked up and saw Fu Wanqing, he paused slightly.

The warm yellow light from the bedside lamp fell on her, like a thin layer of honey.

The light pink silk pajamas shimmered softly under the light.

Two thin straps hung on her snow-white shoulders, as if they would slip off at the slightest touch.

Below her collarbone was a patch of skin so white it was almost translucent.

The blanket covered her up to her chest, but it couldn't hide the graceful curves of her body.

Her long pink hair was spread out on the white pillow, with the ends slightly curled.

A few strands of hair clung to her cheeks and neck, making her skin appear even whiter.

Her lips were slightly pursed, and there was a hint of nervousness in her amber eyes.

She sat in the light, looking like a freshly peeled lychee, crystal clear.

The hem of the silk pajamas only reached mid-thigh.

The blanket covered most of her body, but the exposed part of her calf was slender and well-proportioned.

Her ankles were small and rounded, with a faint pink hue.

Gu Yan's gaze lingered on her for a second, then subtly shifted away.

He walked over to the cot and sat down, placing the glass of water on the bedside table.

"I poured you a glass of water. You can drink it if you're thirsty tonight."

Fu Wanqing gave a soft "hmm," her fingers still gripping the corner of the blanket tightly.

The room was quiet for a few seconds, with only the faint hum of the lamp.

Gu Yan bent down to tidy up the mattress on the floor.

Fu Wanqing watched his retreating figure and bit her lip.

She couldn't sleep all night if she kept some things bottled up inside and didn't ask them.

"Gu Yan, I have a few questions for you, and you must answer them honestly."

Gu Yan sat cross-legged on the floor mat, looking up at her.

"Ask away, I'll answer whatever I can."

Fu Wanqing pursed her lips, as if she was organizing her thoughts.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone natural.

"Who is Lin Jinyu to you?"

Gu Yan was taken aback; she hadn't expected her to ask this right away.

"They're just friends; we met in Jinghai."