The silk quilt rustled sharply against the velvet sheets as Li Zhi scrambled to wrap herself in it, curling up like a cocoon.
Beneath the silk quilt, the beautiful girl's back suddenly went rigid, forming a panicked arch. The knuckles of the hand clutching the quilt's edge turned a stark, pale white. Peeking out from between strands of her hair, the tip of her ear flushed crimson in the warmth of her cocoon.
"Shen Yuan, you pervert!!"
Her muffled scream vibrated through the fabric of the quilt.
Shen Yuan moved his phone a little farther away from his ear and said with a laugh, "I'm just messing with you! Why don't you take a look for yourself and see what kind of call this is?"
The moment he finished speaking, the other end of the line went silent.
But soon, a rustling sound could be heard.
From the top of the cocooned summer quilt, a messy tuft of black hair poked out. The edge was then peeled back, revealing half of a flushed face.
