Yu Yanluo remained silent, pulling up her clothes to cover her fair skin, and walked outside in silence.

Zuan panicked and hugged her tightly: "Yanluo, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Yanluo finally couldn't hold back her tears and burst into tears: "I've never treated anyone like this before, and this is the first time I've done this, yet you're disgusted with me."

Pushing her away the first time was fine, but pushing her away twice in a row, is there really any man in the world who would do that?

After thinking it over, there's only one reason: the other person doesn't like her anymore.

She suddenly remembered what the storybooks Xingnu had bought said: men are all fickle and heartless; they will be tender and attentive to you before they get you, but once they have you, they will discard you like trash.

She had initially scoffed at this claim, but now she genuinely believed it.

She wasn't originally so anxious about gains and losses; it was just that she cared too much.

Although she was reluctant to believe that Zuan was such a person, she was still heartbroken.

Seeing her tears falling like pearls from a broken string, Zuan realized he had truly hurt her.

He quickly kissed away the tear stains on her face: "You misunderstood. It's just that the reason is hard to explain to you... Never mind, you'll probably find out yourself in a bit."

He couldn't care less about anything else now; appeasing Yu Yanluo was the most important thing.

A shower of kisses fell upon that flawless cheek.

At first, Yu Yanluo was saddened and somewhat resistant, but although she was mature, she had almost no experience in this area, so how could she resist Zu An's seductive tactics?

Soon her stiff body softened, and her tear-streaked eyes gradually regained their luster.

Feeling a chill, her clothes unknowingly fell down, and Yu Yanluo suddenly felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. How could he be so skilled at this...?

However, she quickly lost the energy to think about these things and shyly lowered the curtain beside her. For some reason, she always had a feeling of being spied on.

Amidst the surging red waves, a soft, deliberately suppressed ethereal sound rang out.

Bang!

The wardrobe suddenly fell over.