“Hiss!” Shen Guang was so startled by Liu Min’s alluring voice that he hurriedly backed away. He looked at her as if she were some kind of demon.

“What do you mean, ‘boyfriend shirt’? Get your attitude straight!”

“You’re so jumpy. Look, my clothes are all wet. If you don’t give me something to wear, am I supposed to go home naked?” Liu Min blinked, looking completely innocent.

Shen Guang felt like being a landlord was hard work.

What kind of people was he running into?

He took a white shirt from his room and tossed it into the bathroom. Liu Min poked half her head out and said sweetly,

“I’m borrowing your bathroom to take a shower~ Don’t peek, okay~”

“You!” Shen Guang gritted his teeth in anger and raised a hand to hit her, but Liu Min had already ducked back inside.

Liu Min’s personality was the hardest for Shen Guang to understand. He didn’t even know how to deal with women like her.

Maybe he just didn’t have enough experience—as a single guy who’d been alone for ten thousand years.

Someone was humming in the bathroom. Shen Guang returned to his room, but he didn’t feel like dealing with that website right now. This world had too many mysteries. He’d have to figure them out one by one.

Time passed slowly. Liu Min knocked on Shen Guang’s door and said quietly,

“Shen Guang, I’m heading out now. I’ll return your clothes tomorrow.”

“Got it.”

“Tch, why are you so cold? How about you come out and take a look at me?”

“I’m going to sleep. Close the door on your way out.”

“Tsk! You have no sense of romance. No wonder you don’t have a girlfriend!”

What a vicious curse!

.......

The next day, Shen Guang woke to the sound of rain that showed no sign of stopping. He rolled over and checked the time.

It was already eight o’clock!

He shot out of bed and was about to get dressed when he suddenly realized his alarm hadn’t even gone off!

He checked the date on his phone, then lay back down.

It was Saturday. Why get up? The teachers don’t care about you. Go back to sleep!

And so Shen Guang really did go back to sleep.

The next time Shen Guang woke up, it was because of a noise.

Someone outside kept knocking on the door. Who the hell knocks instead of using the doorbell? Did they have nothing better to do?

Shen Guang scrambled out of bed and headed straight for the door.

He opened it, ready to get angry, only to find Lin Qingqian standing there with her arms crossed over her chest, holding a bag of groceries and a steamer of baozi.

She looked like she’d come prepared.

Lin Qingqian hadn’t slept well the night before, either. Every time she closed her eyes, she pictured Shen Guang pinning her down. No matter how hard she tried to distract herself, her thoughts always drifted back to that moment.

And with the thunderstorm raging outside, Lin Qingqian had tossed and turned until well past midnight before finally falling asleep.

But her body clock woke her early that morning. She sat at home in a daze for a while, then decided to go out and buy groceries.

As for the baozi in her hand...

She’d only bought them for Shen Guang because they were on the way. That’s right. That was all there was to it.

That was what she told herself.

Seeing Shen Guang looking bleary-eyed and listless, she frowned slightly, pushed past him, and walked straight inside.

Shen Guang didn’t stop Lin Qingqian. He lifted his shirt to scratch his stomach and even yawned.

Just then, Lin Qingqian turned around and caught him in the middle of this thoroughly unseemly display. Her thoughts immediately went back to the night before.

She instinctively took a step back, watched Shen Guang warily, and scolded him.

“What are you trying to do?”

“I’m trying to sleep, sis.”

“Then what are you doing right now?”

“Talking to you.”

“Your hand!”

“My stomach itches like ants are biting me. Can’t I scratch it?” Shen Guang grumbled. Was this woman oversensitive, or had menopause come early?

Realizing she’d overreacted, Lin Qingqian gave a light cough, trying to hide her embarrassment. But Shen Guang turned, walked into his room, and shut the door.

“I’m exhausted. I didn’t sleep well last night. Don’t wake me up before noon!”

“You...” Shen Guang seemed to trust Lin Qingqian completely. Then again, she was the only person here he really trusted.

Lin Qingqian looked around. The living room was definitely cleaner than it had been the night before. It wasn’t exactly tidy, but at least it was livable.

Only the sofa was a mess. It looked like someone had been fighting on it.

She went over to tidy it up, but a lingering smell on the sofa caught her attention.

It smelled a little like alcohol, with a fragrance mixed in.

More importantly, she felt like she’d smelled that fragrance somewhere before.

She couldn’t place it, and Lin Qingqian didn’t plan to investigate. She turned toward the kitchen to chop and wash the vegetables, but her eyes inadvertently drifted toward the bathroom.

Shen Guang was curled up comfortably under his covers. The best part was having the air conditioner on while tucked beneath a thick blanket—that was the life!

His head grew hazier and hazier, and he was just about to fall asleep...

Suddenly, his bedroom door was flung open!

He snapped fully awake and sprang out of bed, only to meet the girl’s piercing gaze.

“I think you owe me an explanation. What exactly happened here last night?”

When he saw that it was Lin Qingqian at the door, Shen Guang finally relaxed.

He’d thought someone had broken in. He’d even been worried about Lin Qingqian’s safety!

“I went to sleep last night. What else would I have been doing?” Shen Guang said irritably.

Being woken up over and over had completely wrecked Shen Guang’s mood.

Lin Qingqian’s mood, meanwhile, was like a raging storm. Her tone made Shen Guang’s hair stand on end.

“Sleep? Do you mean actual sleep?”

“You’re crazy. Is there such a thing as improper sleep these days?” Shen Guang retorted instinctively, but his mind quickly wandered to certain possibilities. He frowned and glared at Lin Qingqian. “Hey, what are you implying? Are you saying I brought another girl home to sleep with?”

Lin Qingqian wasn’t swayed by Shen Guang’s words at all. She had physical evidence!

“Then explain this!”

She pulled a pair of black stockings out from behind her. Judging by their size, whoever wore them had long legs.

Shen Guang narrowed his eyes and studied the stockings carefully. He really did seem to have seen them somewhere before...

“Why are there black stockings in my house?”

“How should I know? Did they grow legs and walk into your house by themselves?”

Black stockings. Black stockings. Black stockings!

Shen Guang had checked, and the original owner didn’t have a cross-dressing fetish. So why were there black stockings here?

Suddenly, a tall figure flashed through his mind. There really had been a woman at his place last night! And she’d even taken a shower here.

At last, Shen Guang understood what had happened.

Had Liu Min deliberately left her stockings here? Was she trying to get him killed?

Shen Guang looked at Lin Qingqian, whose expression was growing more and more impatient, and gave her an awkward grin.

“Um, hear me out—I can explain.”

“So you admit there was a woman here last night?” She produced a sharp pair of scissors from who knew where....