At the same time, he also turned around and closed his eyes towards the door.
"Tap... tap..."
The door opened, and the light from the hallway outside fell through the crack, along with the faint sound of footsteps.
Yan Huan instantly felt Ye Shiyu's body tense up, and she wrapped her arms tightly around him, fitting her body perfectly against his back.
Yan Huan could even feel her face pressed against his spine...
"Rustle... rustle..."
Yan Huan put on the mask of Perfect Expression Management and then closed his eyes to continue pretending to sleep.
In the dimness, Ye Lan glanced around the furnishings of the room.
At a glance, she didn't find any flaws.
After all, the room was dark, and with Yan Huan being tall and strong, lying sideways with Ye Shiyu closely attached to his back, the bulge in the bedding looked about right.
Then, what about the other areas?
Ye Lan glanced sideways and seemed to see a dark mass on the sink.
"Hmm?"
