Xu Yanfei curled up beneath the quilt, her dark hair sprawling across the pillow like water weeds, the snow-white of her neck making the pillow dip slightly.
The quilt was tucked tightly around her, hiding every trace of temptation, yet the clothes scattered haphazardly across the surroundings left plenty of room for imagination.
Lin Yi placed the fever medicine and room key on the bedside table, then turned and walked out.
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