Li Zhi was thrown into a bit of a fluster by his sudden, fierce attack. Squealing, she clumsily used a pillow to block him as she retreated, but the smile on her face only grew wider and wider.
The girl seemed to be lost in the pure, instinctual joy of the chase and their playful fight.
She stood on the bed, swinging the pillow in her hands as she chased after Shen Yuan, her feet sinking into the soft mattress only to bounce back up. In the midst of the frantic action, she didn't even have time to notice that one of her pure-white socks had slipped down.
"WHAM!"
Another solid collision.
Perhaps the duvet was too soft, or perhaps she had put too much force into her swing and lost her balance.
Li Zhi's foot suddenly slipped! Her entire body instantly lost its equilibrium.
"Ah—!"
With a short cry of alarm, Li Zhi, who had been ferociously brandishing her pillow just a second ago, fell backward uncontrollably.
The soft, fluffy mattress instantly caught her.
