Do you want to read Chapter 4? "You'll sleep with me tonight."...

The raven seemed to have a strange interest in Sang Li, perching on her chest and leaning slightly forward, its black claws lightly treading on her soft bathrobe a few times.

Sang Li looked at it; it was just a raven.

It's probably just being mischievous; it doesn't seem like an animal that would harm itself.

"What are you going to do?" Sang Li asked softly.

The raven's beak drew near her face again, the sensation of feathers brushing against her skin.

It's cool and soft, like a thin blade, gently gliding across the skin.

hiss.

It's a little itchy.

Sang Li felt a throbbing involuntary vein on her neck, and her body trembled slightly. An itch spread rapidly along the touched area, and she instinctively turned her head, revealing the graceful curve of her neck, smooth as white porcelain.

The raven's gaze did not waver; its clear yellow eyes remained fixed on her profile.

Suddenly, it felt as if something had covered her eyes.

It looks like a feather.

Then, everything went dark.

Her eyes were obscured by the raven's wings, but a sliver of light from the lamp could be vaguely seen through the gaps in the feathers.

Sudden.

*Smack*

The desk lamp went out.

The room was instantly plunged into complete darkness.

Sang Li frowned. With the raven on her chest, how could she possibly turn off the light?

Why did the light go out?

The windows were wide open, letting in a cold wind that made the curtains flutter loudly, like invisible hands patting the window frame.

She tried to raise her hand to remove the raven's wings that were obscuring her view, but as soon as she moved, a chilling sensation came from her wrist. It felt like a pair of wet, cold hands, icy and bone-chilling, as if someone was pressing her wrist tightly.

However, there was no touch of a hand, only the cold air.

"Who?" Sang Li whispered.

Is it abnormal?

The footsteps grew closer, like a person walking from the window to her bedside. The sound of shoes scraping against the floor sent a chill down her spine. Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of her.

The raven's wings still firmly blocked her eyes, preventing her from opening them to see.

Sang Li struggled to sit up, but suddenly a powerful force came from behind and slammed her back onto the bed, her back hitting the soft mattress hard!

"Hmm!"

She couldn't help but gasp, but before she could react, a loud "bang" suddenly came from inside the room!

The sound was shrill and piercing, like a mirror being smashed, with shards flying everywhere.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the room became eerily quiet.

The weight on her body grew heavier and heavier, as if something had squeezed into her knees and then pressed down on her. She heard a deep voice in her ear, like the whistling of sea wind in a conch shell. She knew someone was talking, but she couldn't make out what they were saying. She could only vaguely guess that there were at least two other people in the room besides herself... or, an anomaly.

Sang Li's mind went blank; she didn't know what to do.

The next second.

“Sang Li!”

It's Lu Jin?!

He wasn't sleeping?

The moment the words fell, it was as if a curtain of darkness had been torn away, and all constraints vanished.

As the pressure on its body eased, the raven suddenly spread its wings and took flight, creating a strong gust of wind that overturned the objects on the bedside table.

Lu Jin turned on the light.

The room suddenly became bright.

Sang Li suddenly sat up and looked up, seeing Lu Jin standing at the door with his brows furrowed and his face gloomy.

His gaze swept quickly around the room before finally settling on her.

"What's going on?" Lu Jin's voice was low and urgent.

Sang Li hadn't fully recovered from the chaos, and her voice trembled slightly: "There was a crow, and then..."

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, describing the strange thing that had just happened incoherently.

As Lu Jin listened, his gaze slowly moved down and stopped at her chest.

Lu Jin's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes were unfathomable, and his breathing seemed a few steps faster than usual.

Sang Li tugged at her collar, somewhat embarrassed: "Um..."

"Let me see," Lu Jin said.

Sang Li: "Huh? Where?"

Lu Jin lowered his eyes: "Traces."

Sang Li blinked: "Ah, my breasts."

Lu Jin: "..."

He was initially a little embarrassed, but now he felt no awkwardness at all? How could Sang Li speak so carelessly? If all anomalous beings were like her, the containment facility would be in complete chaos.

Lu Jin took a deep breath and stood in front of Sang Li.

He raised his hand, his fingertips curling slightly.

Sang Li tugged at her collar and looked up at him.

That look seemed to say, "Hurry up, I still want to sleep."

Lu Jin frowned: "Do you have to stare at me like that?"

Sang Li nodded silently: "Otherwise, where should I look?"

Lu Jin frowned. The pink claw marks were clearly embedded in her fair skin, very deep, like she had been bitten by a mad dog.

His hand slowly reached out, and as soon as his fingertips touched her skin, Sang Li trembled and instinctively shrank back.

It's so hot.

"Don't move." His voice was low and hoarse.

His fingers lingered below her collarbone, his fingertips gently pressing along the marks. Sang Li's skin was as soft as a thin veil, as if one could sink into it with the slightest pressure.

The warm touch traveled up his fingertips, and Lu Jin's breath hitched.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Jin asked.

"I don't feel anything." Sang Li glanced down, the tense atmosphere making her unconsciously lick her lips.

"Getting dressed is unusual," he said, standing up without looking at Sang Li's chest. "Tomorrow, I will rearrange the house and clean up all possible hazards."

Sang Li pursed her lips, somewhat hesitant: "I think... maybe it doesn't have to be that complicated."

She doesn't like having railings installed; they make her feel uncomfortable.

“Troublesome?” Lu Jin’s sharp gaze was fixed on her.

Sang Li conceded: "Alright."

Just as he was about to say something more, he heard Lu Jin calmly say, "You'll sleep with me tonight."

"W-what?" Sang Li was stunned, instinctively shrinking back. "Isn't that inappropriate? A man and a woman alone together..."

Lu Jin raised an eyebrow: "I am human, and you are an anomaly. We are not exactly a man and a woman alone together. I don't want this to happen again."

Sang Li was speechless for a moment, her lips pressed into a straight line, and she stared at Lu Jin for a long while.

Lu Jin: "You're not convinced?"

Sang Li shook her head and asked curiously, "Since we are not a single man and woman, will we have reproductive isolation?"

"..."

Click.

She thought she heard Lu Jin crush something.

Lu Jin: "Do you talk to everyone like that?"

Sang Li shrugged: "I haven't talked to anyone in a long time."

Lu Jin: "Pack your things, let's go."

Sang Li grabbed her pink water bottle, hugged her blanket, and followed Lu Jin back into the house.

Lu Jin's bedroom, like the man himself, was cold and restrained. The entire room was predominantly gray, from the walls to the furniture, even the carpet, all in varying shades of gray, reminding Sang Li of a cave from the Ice Age. A faint scent of fir permeated the air, and the gray-silver silk bedding set reflected a soft glow under the dim wall lamps.

“Inside,” Lu Jin said.

Sang Li looked at it, plopped down on it, and couldn't help but purse her lips: "This place of yours doesn't look like it has any tension at all."

Lu Jin walked to the other side of the bed, glanced at her, and said in a nonchalant tone, "This place is much safer than yours. If you can't sleep, you can only blame yourself."

After saying that, he unceremoniously threw off the covers, sat down, and turned off the bedside lamp.

The room was plunged into darkness instantly, with only a few rays of moonlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Sang Li lay down and moved her body away, distancing herself from Lu Jin.

I closed my eyes, guessing I'd definitely have trouble sleeping tonight.

However, her consciousness began to blur, and her breathing gradually became steady.

The warm blankets enveloped his entire body, seemingly isolating him from the strange experience he had just had.

Lu Jin lay on his side, sleeping with his back to her, but he could faintly hear her even breathing.

In the darkness, he opened his eyes, his expression complex.

Is it possible to fall asleep under this kind of pressure?

It seems someone else adapted much faster than I did.

Although he couldn't touch her, he knew that Sang Li must be very soft.

The next day.

At 7:00 a.m. sharp, the alarm clock rang.

The monotonous ringing of the bell disturbed Sang Li's dream.

Lu Jin sat up in bed, rolled off the bed, and began to dress quickly.

He took off his pajamas, revealing his bare upper body, the muscles in his shoulders taut with the movement. The sound of clothes rubbing together startled Sang Li from her deep sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and looked at Lu Jin with hazy eyes.

My gaze fell precisely on his taut back muscles, their lines clean and sharp, as if meticulously sculpted.

……ah.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a fairly large chest—quite impressive.

But after staring for two seconds, before Sang Li could even process what was happening, drowsiness washed over her again.

"So tired..." she muttered softly, turned over and buried her face in the pillow to continue sleeping.

Lu Jin picked up a black fitted T-shirt and put it on, then turned to look at Sang Li, who was still curled up on the bed: "Get up. Get dressed, you have to go to work today, don't dawdle."

Sang Li muttered a protest from under the covers: "Just ten more minutes of sleep."

Who gets up at seven in the morning to work? She only starts painting in the afternoon when she takes orders.

“Leave in 30 minutes,” Lu Jin said in an unfriendly tone, sounding like he didn’t like her staying in bed.

She pulled back the curtains, and the brightness immediately forced Sang Li to squint.

She scratched her head, muttered something, got out of bed, and went back to her room.

She opened her suitcase, rummaged through it, and took out a pink mini skirt to put on, revealing her long, straight legs.

She leaned lazily against the doorframe: "Okay."

Lu Jin was preparing breakfast when he glanced at her from head to toe, his scrutinizing gaze clearly showing his displeasure: "You can only wear pants when you're working."

Sang Li reached out and straightened her skirt: "You guys have dress codes for work? This isn't the feudal era anymore. You said I'm not human anymore, so why are you making demands on me? You can't even tell me if I go to work naked. I'm an abnormal being with freedom to dress as I please!"

You don't have that freedom.

"this."

"ah?"

"It's been washed, and it's your size."

"ah?"

"wear."

"Oh." Sang Li pointed. "Go outside, don't look."

Lu Jin went out to cook again.

Sang Li picked up the clothes, raised an eyebrow and examined them. The clothes still had a fresh scent of laundry detergent, and the smell should be that of the recently popular white chocolate and strawberry scent.

Lu Jin is quite fashionable?

However, it tastes strange for men.

Putting on the clothes, it fits perfectly.

It's actually my size?

Sang Li usually wears size 26 pants, but because she has a fuller bust, she prefers to wear size M or L clothes.

She doesn't remember that the file had measurements.

When was it purchased?

strangeness.

A note from the author:

Lu Jin: Seduction failed