But at this moment, Shen Yurou's shoulder strap slipped, and her skirt was in a state of disarray.
Her eyes were more dazed than those of a drunk person.
"Zhou Wang..."
At a certain point, Shen Yurou muttered a syllable and then fell back into an indescribable state.
She was clearly afraid of disturbing Shen Yutong in the bedroom, so she didn't dare to make any sound, just kept her mouth tightly covered.
Until...
Unintentionally, Shen Yurou turned her head and saw the shadow sitting on the sofa.
In the blur, only those bright eyes were clearly visible, like sharp blades, piercing through her soul in an instant.
Shen Yurou was stunned for a couple of seconds and was about to scream, but the other person seemed to have anticipated her reaction, raising a finger to his lips in advance.
Shen Yurou reacted as well, quickly adding another hand, using both to cover her mouth.
