Su Xiaomeng swallowed her saliva, shaking her head. She was here to discuss serious matters with Yin Shixiu, not to let her imagination run wild!
Taking several deep breaths, Su Xiaomeng finally managed to calm her agitated heart.
She had no idea how long Yin Shixiu would take in the shower, so Su Xiaomeng hugged a pillow and wandered around the bedroom, observing.
Clean, tidy, just like she had seen when she came here with Yin Meng before.
But there was something different...
Ah, it was the scent, no longer that lifeless, even slightly stuffy vacant feeling. The air was mixed with a faint smell of tobacco and mint, which belonged to him.
This feeling... was very subtle.
There was a very large bed in the bedroom, covered with a dark gray quilt.
Next to the bed was a small bookshelf with a few books that had fallen over.
Even though it was just a few books not placed properly, Su Xiaomeng felt as if she could see Yin Shixiu leaning against the headboard, reading before bed.
Casual yet focused, lazy yet serious.
A long, long time later, Su Xiaomeng once asked herself, when did she start to like Yin Shixiu?
She couldn’t find the answer.
But someone else said this to her...
There are many ways a man can attract a woman, be it through looks that fit perfectly, a honeyed tongue, or a magnetic voice...
However, these can only attract a woman for a moment, but not for a lifetime.
Only one thing can make a woman slowly sink and never be able to pull herself out.
That is the essence of a man.
Perhaps it started from this moment...
Smelling the air mixed with Yin Shixiu’s scent, flipping through the books he left by the bed... staring at the Winnie the Pooh on the nightstand that seemed out of place with him...
Her heart suddenly stirred.
Just as she was about to reach out for the seemingly familiar Winnie the Pooh, Yin Shixiu finished his shower and came out.
Seeing Su Xiaomeng in his bedroom, he was stunned for a moment, "What’s up?"
"No, nothing!"
She instinctively replied, like a thief caught red-handed. But she hadn’t stolen anything.
Yin Shixiu’s hawk-like eyes followed her retracting hand, glanced at the Winnie the Pooh on the headboard, then at the pillow she was hugging tightly.
He continued drying his hair and casually said, "What? Can’t sleep?"
"...Um."
Su Xiaomeng was not someone who could hide her feelings easily, she stammered a response.
Yin Shixiu gave her another look.
Su Xiaomeng felt a bit uneasy, as if she was wrong, always feeling that the uncle who returned after sending off the Yin Family elders was unusually aloof and silent.
Indeed, he was when he first returned, his mind was chaotic, but at this moment, it was completely different.
He was silent because... he was afraid of saying something inappropriate by accident, which would scare away the rabbit that had boldly but trepidly and apprehensively intruded into his territory with great difficulty!
He tried to be gentle, calm, casual...
"Why?"
With his hair half dry, he tossed the towel aside, sat on the bed, and picked up his phone, pretending not to care about her presence.
Su Xiaomeng licked her lips, "...I just couldn’t sleep."
Yin Shixiu raised his eyes, gave her a glance, and silently continued using his phone. It seemed like he was replying to messages, or perhaps using a chat tool...
Su Xiaomeng frowned slightly, unconsciously stepping closer to the bed, "Uncle! I said I can’t sleep!"
"...Well, then go watch TV in the living room."
Yin Shixiu still didn’t lift his head.
Now Su Xiaomeng was genuinely displeased, and she reached out, took the phone from his hand to gain his attention!
Yin Shixiu’s hands were empty, but he was secretly pleased, keeping his expression very bland.
As she wished, he looked at her.
Su Xiaomeng moved her lips slightly, somewhat resentful, "Can you not play with your phone? It’s rare that I want to chat with you for a while..."
Yin Shixiu reached out to her, "Let me finish replying to a few messages first."
Su Xiaomeng heaved a heavy sigh, puffing out her cheeks, handed the phone back to him, and then stared at the phone with deep resentment!
Why did she have the illusion that she was competing with a phone for affection?
Quickly shaking off this crazy thought, Yin Shixiu pretended to be engrossed in replying to messages.
If Su Xiaomeng peeked now, she would find... the message box on the phone was actually empty!
Seeing him take a long time to reply to a few messages, she hugged the pillow, silently circling to the other side of the bed. Just as she was about to climb on, Yin Shixiu stopped her...
"What are you doing?"
His face was full of vigilance, making Su Xiaomeng feel like a flower thief!
"I, I just want to lean for a while, chat for a bit, and I’ll go back."
Su Xiaomeng hurried to explain.