"What?" Cen Yu immediately turned around.

"It's nothing," Pei Hengyun smiled. "There's just a single hair that fell out."

Cen Yu didn't pay any attention; he was still thinking about tomorrow's plot and the truth behind the novel.

Before they knew it, it was past 9 o'clock. Pei Hengyun looked really sleepy. After saying goodnight to Cen Yu, he lay down in bed.

After getting used to his irregular sleep schedule, Cen Yu couldn't fall asleep at this hour, but in order not to disturb Pei Hengjun's sleep, he turned off the bedroom light and lay down to play on his phone.

Pei Hengyun's breathing gradually became steady, and he seemed to have fallen asleep because he was too tired from driving.

Cen Yu randomly picked a video, put on her headphones, and started watching...

It was at this moment that he felt a strange, indescribable sensation.

He noticed what seemed to be a hand under the covers, touching his feet. The hand was icy cold and didn't look like a living person's hand at all.

"!" Cen Yu cursed under his breath, instinctively about to kick him.

He found it really strange; why were all the ghosts in this place so clumsy and improper?!

Unfortunately, this time, that hand wasn't so easy to deal with, and Cen Yu's ankle, which he kicked out, was immediately grabbed by the other party.

Then, as if in a provocation, the hand slowly rubbed down his ankle to his calf... The cold hand, as if out of curiosity, kept stroking Cen Yu's snake bone tattoo.

Until Cen Yu got so angry that he started swearing—

"Don't let me find out who you are, or I'll break your XX in half, put it in a blender, juice it, and feed it to you!"