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Yun and Shu had a conversation.
Shu was very supportive, saying, "Go for it! More opportunities, sleep with him tonight!"
Yun was taken aback, "No way, we've only just met! Can you not be so aggressive?"
"Isn't it fine to be ambiguous without sleeping together?"
Yun got dressed and opened the door, where Fu Jing was waiting.
They exchanged smiles, and just then, Jiang Shiyu's door swung open. He stood at the entrance, looking at the two of them.
Fu Jing, oblivious to the situation, invited him over, "Hey bro, want to join us?"
Jiang Shiyu declined, saying he didn't want to interrupt. With that, he slammed the door shut.
The two of them went downstairs into the cold wind. They chatted for a while and found they got along quite well. Yun learned that he was a forensic doctor who often dealt with corpses and asked if she was scared.
Yun shook her head; the cold wind tousled her hair as she smiled lightly. Her clean brows and eyes were beautiful even without makeup—a cold beauty whose flowing hair added a touch of story to her appearance.
"A forensic doctor is impressive! I should admire you," she thought.
This was a small step in getting to know each other better.
They didn’t stay out long before heading back upstairs; it was really cold outside. Fu Jing insisted on walking Yun to her door.
After they said their goodbyes and closed the door behind them, Fu Jing left.
About ten seconds later, the door across the hall burst open suddenly.
There was a knock on Yun's door; it was warm inside as she had taken off her down jacket and was chatting with Shu in a fitted sweater!
The content of their conversation was not meant for a third person to hear. Thinking it was Fu Jing with something important, she opened the door slightly.
"What's up?" she asked sweetly.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open forcefully, causing Yun's phone to drop from her hand as she stumbled back two steps.
Jiang Shiyu squeezed in and shut the door behind him.
Yun Kanching frowned in dissatisfaction upon seeing him. "What are you doing?"
Jiang Shiyu, dressed only in a black t-shirt, had a cold anger in his eyes. The moment he looked at her, his intensity softened slightly. Still maintaining a tense expression, he squatted down to pick up her phone.
Yun suddenly remembered her chat history with Shu and hurried to grab it, but he blocked her. He took it instead.
Yun Xin felt a moment of panic as Jiang Shiyu held the phone with the screen facing down. Seeing her anxious expression, he assumed she was chatting with Fu Jing. "How long have you known each other? You’re already alone together at night?"
"You just got here; it's a strange place. You need to be careful about your safety." He was angry but tried to temper his tone.
Yun's attention was entirely on the phone in his hand. "I know, you don’t need to tell me that. Give it back." She reached out to snatch the phone from him.
Jiang Shiyu raised the phone high, keeping a serious face as he looked down at her. "What’s there that you can’t let me see?"
Yun's heart raced; she felt a lump in her throat. "You have no right to look at my phone."
She pushed against his arm, and since they were standing so close, the phone slipped from Yun's grasp and fell to the ground. The screen exposed their conversation, and both of them leaned down to look. Yun quickly grabbed it back and held it against her chest.
He probably didn’t see clearly, right?
Jiang Shiyu’s expression turned even colder, like the biting wind outside. "How do you know I’m not nearsighted?"
Yun's eyes widened in disbelief as she raised her voice. "Aren't you nearsighted?"
Jiang Shiyu continued, "Does he have well-developed chest muscles?"
Yun lowered her head, biting her lip as she took a step back.
Jiang Shiyu moved closer, his voice dropping lower and deeper. "He works out regularly in that area?"
Yun Er Jian felt her cheeks flush a deep red, and she awkwardly gripped her phone, wishing she could erase the words from her mind.
"You must have seen it wrong," she said defensively.
Jiang Shiyu's chest rose and fell with intensity, his gaze burning into her with an almost unbearable heat that made Yun Xin tremble.
Suddenly, Jiang Shiyu seized her wrist, and she struggled to pull away.
"What are you doing? I'm still here!" she threatened.
He lowered his eyes, his warm breath brushing against her forehead. The heat made Yun turn her head away, but his breath continued to tickle her ear.
He forcefully guided her hand to rest on his chest. "You can feel my muscles too."
Yun's fingers curled instinctively as they came into contact with his body warmth. It was overwhelming.
Jiang Shiyu continued to pull her hand downward, revealing his abs—there were eight of them. The sensation was incredibly real, and Yun's face turned an even deeper shade of red.
She felt like she was no longer the innocent girl she once was, easily swayed by such simple gestures.
His voice turned husky as he added, "I work out too."
Yun's mind felt like it had been struck, buzzing with confusion as she shut her eyes and pushed him away with all her strength.
She opened the door and shoved Jiang Shiyu out.
As she closed the door behind him, she muttered under her breath, "Shameless."
She took a deep breath to calm herself and lay back on the bed, touching her flushed cheeks. In a hurry, she deleted the chat history with Shu.
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