She reached out her hand beneath her skirt, trying to take off the wet pantyhose.

But honestly, her whole body felt as soft as marshmallow, and after several attempts, she couldn't even lift her skirt.

"Ugh..."

After trying unsuccessfully a few times, she looked towards Yan Huan blankly, seeking help.

"I... I'll help you, Sister Shiyu."

"Hmm..."

Yan Huan sighed and climbed onto the bed, coming up behind her.

"Sorry."

Yan Huan reached under Ye Shiyu's skirt with one hand, feeling for the only piece of fabric inside the pantyhose, around the waist area.

With the warmth, Yan Huan gently pulled down.

"Plop~"

The next second, he breathed rapidly for a moment and hurriedly released the fabric he was holding.

Oh no, the fabric beneath the pantyhose was pulled along!!

"..."

Yan Huan swallowed hard, glanced up at Ye Shiyu.

But all he saw was her turning her head to look at him dazedly, as if she didn't realize what had happened...

Or perhaps, she didn't mind.

"Sorry, Sister Shiyu."

Yet Yan Huan still apologized, and this time, he accurately grasped the outer fabric and began to pull it down.

"Shasha..."

As Yan Huan's hands left the cover of the skirt, it was as if he were a god pulling away the dark clouds over the earth bit by bit.

As the clouds moved away, the earth brightened.

As the pantyhose slipped off, the tight, fair muscles of her legs gradually revealed themselves.

Yan Huan took a deep breath, and as he straightened the pantyhose down her calves, it folded into layers.

Once at the ankles, Yan Huan gave a smooth pull, and the small leather shoes she had just worn also fell to the ground along with the pantyhose.

"Thud..."

Yan Huan dropped the damp pantyhose on the floor, finally feeling relieved.

Turning back, he only then discovered that Ye Shiyu had turned over and was staring blankly at him in return.

After using An Le's modifier effects today, the terrifying pressure on Ye Shiyu seemed to fall away like those 50D black pantyhose falling to the ground.

What was left on the futon was only the suddenly adorable Ye Shiyu.

"..."

The pressure disappeared instantly. Seeing the bed was indeed spacious, the exhausted Yan Huan didn't bother to get off the bed, so he lay down a bit away from Ye Shiyu.

"Phew... I'll take a hot shower later. Sister Shiyu, just stay in the room, I'll take my phone and walk around upstairs and downstairs to see if I can restore the signal and contact Aunt Ye."

Yan Huan knew there wouldn't be a signal near Ye Shiyu for a while.

He said it more for himself, as Ye Shiyu was now dazed, temporarily made foolish by An Le's modifier, unable to count on her.

So tired...

Let's nap for a bit and think about what to do tomorrow.

I originally planned to talk to An Le during the charity performance, but now with this incident, Yan Huan suddenly feels a bit hesitant.

If An Le came prepared and ambushed me, an old soul living through two lives, if pleasure occupied the lower house, and the lower house attacked the upper house.

Then, if some undesirable reactions occurred publicly in the rather large charity performance...

Then my career as the Yuanyue Student Council President might end (sad).

Resting his eyes and contemplating these things, Yan Huan didn't realize that his half-day tired body was slowly dragging his consciousness down.

Before long, his breathing on the bed gradually became steady and rhythmic.

And beside him, Ye Shiyu, with a dazed look in her eyes, just stared at him.

For a long time, her eyelids also seemed to grow heavy.

After struggling for a few seconds, she finally closed her eyes, moved closer to Yan Huan with difficulty, and also fell into a deep sleep.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

In the room, the central air conditioning blew warm air at a suitable temperature, dispelling the cold brought by not covering themselves with blankets.

Especially as the two of them were sleeping so close, their body temperatures seemed to mysteriously transfer to each other.

"..."

Inside the room, silence reigned.

Outside the room, it kept raining.

...

...

"Hmm..."

Did I doze off again...

In the haze, Yan Huan's consciousness rekindled, and he thought as such in his mind.

No worries, it feels like it hasn't been long, just enough time when I get up.

Leave Ye Shiyu in the room to rest, take the phone, keep a distance from her, and check if I can restore the signal.

Yan Huan, with his eyes closed, felt around for his phone, soon finding it by his head.

After grabbing his familiar phone, he then opened his eyes, planning to take a quick look at the time.

However, before he could lift the phone and unlock the screen...

Right in front of him, Ye Lan's face, backlit by the morning light, came into his view.

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