"..."
Shen Yuan cautiously shuffled forward, clutching the pillow that had come flying at him. Like a scolded puppy, he sidled up to the edge of the bed.
Then, in an incredibly timid fashion, he sat down, daring only to perch on the very edge of the bed.
Shen Yuan lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously picking at the pillow's edge. It sat upright on his lap, hiding half his torso.
He lifted his eyes, stealing a furtive glance at Li Zhi on the sofa.
After a few seconds of suffocating silence, the rise and fall of Li Zhi's chest finally evened out.
The embarrassed fury, which had erupted under her mother's questioning gaze, began to subside after she'd thoroughly pelted the "culprit," deflating like a punctured balloon.
Seeing Shen Yuan cowering at the edge of the bed like a big, startled dog, Li Zhi pressed her lips together. The corners of her mouth, tight just a moment ago, gave an almost imperceptible twitch.
