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When Yuyan actually put on the nightgown, she found Yanran was right – it made her chest look even fuller, the visual effect more striking than those tight-fitting dresses.
“Sister Yanran has great taste. You looks incredibly beautiful in this new nightgown,” Yino admired openly, looking her up and down.
By now, Yino had grown comfortable enough with Yuyan to drop the formalities. If he found her figure attractive, he’d look directly rather than sneaking furtive glances like when he first arrived, too intimidated by her dignity.
After living together at Ranmo Peak for so long, Yuyan had grown used to Yino’s gaze.
Or rather…
Yino’s direct appreciation actually made Yuyan feel more at ease.
When Yino openly complimented her looks, Yuyan didn’t find it strange. But if he had blushed and lowered his head, unable to look at her, she would’ve worried her clothes were too inappropriate and needed to be more conservative.
Moreover, Yuyan had changed clothes this time specifically because she’d be living with Yino long-term. To be blunt, these new clothes were meant for him to see.
“As long as you don’t find it strange.”
Yuyan studied his expression, sighing in relief when she confirmed he showed no odd reactions, as if passing a major hurdle that meant she could keep these clothes.
Yino sat up straight, still earnestly appreciating: “How could it be strange? you look good in anything! And these new black stockings paired with the nightgown are even more enchanting than before!”
“Y…you can even tell the difference in the stockings…”
Yuyan raised her eyebrows, unconsciously pressing her legs together beneath the nightgown.
Though Yino looked sincere without any perverted thoughts, his detailed observation still made her heart race.
She had indeed changed to new black stockings.
When Yanran had asked what Yino liked, Yuyan hesitantly mentioned black stockings. As a result, Yanran insisted on buying her a new set. Yuyan felt it unnecessary to buy so many, but Yanran told her that her old stockings were too thick, looking like cotton pants that clashed with the cheongsam. So Yanran had gone ahead and bought her a large collection of new stockings.
Honestly, since Yanran bought so many varieties, Yuyan hadn’t had time to try them all on. Tonight when changing, she’d just randomly opened a black pair to wear.
To Yuyan, there wasn’t much difference – just thinner material and some special dark purple patterns on the thighs… But now with the nightgown covering the thigh patterns, since they were both black, Yino shouldn’t have been able to tell the difference.
“Of course I can tell the difference. Just looking at them you can see the silky, elastic quality.”
“Is that so.”
Yuyan didn’t know how to respond anymore, since she didn’t understand fashion like Yanran and Yino.
However, since Yino liked all the new clothes, it gave Yuyan more confidence in her previously uncertain mood.
After all… Wasn’t dressing beautifully meant to be appreciated and approved of?
It was because Yino liked seeing black stockings, saying her wearing them made him train sword arts more vigorously, that Yuyan had subconsciously made black stockings part of her daily wear.
“Tonight, don’t sleep on the floor in the living room. Come sleep in my room on the bed.”
After discussing fashion, Yuyan was in a good mood and hummed lightly, gesturing for Yino to get up.
Yino froze momentarily, his eyes lighting up at hearing he could sleep in her room.
He sat up, habitually about to grab his blanket, but after thinking, deliberately left his blanket aside and just took his pillow as he followed Yuyan’s steps.
This was how details determined success!
When he could share a blanket with her, why would he foolishly bring his own?
Entering the room, Yino followed behind Yuyan and firmly closed the door.
At the door’s sound, Yuyan instinctively looked back.
Hearing Yino close the door made her feel slightly strange, but thinking carefully there was nothing wrong with it – after all, he hadn’t locked it.
“Tonight you can sleep here…”
Yuyan stood by the bed, about to explain the sleeping arrangement.
But then she noticed Yino only had a pillow.
“Ah, I seem to have forgotten my blanket.”
Yino feigned surprise, as if just realizing.
But Yuyan pressed her lips together, and after a moment’s hesitation, couldn’t help saying coolly: “Don’t bother. Just sleep like this – weren’t you uncomfortable sleeping alone?”
“Mm… is this really okay…”
This response surprised Yino somewhat.
He had indeed wanted to seize every chance to test Yuyan’s boundaries, but tonight she seemed more permissive than ever. Enjoy exclusive content from My Virtual Library Empire
Or rather… This didn’t seem like Yuyan being permissive at all, but something they both wanted.
“It’s fine. It’s late, let’s rest quickly.”
Yuyan sat on the bed, actively spreading open her cotton blanket and leaving space for Yino on the right side of the large bed.
Yino paused briefly but obediently got into bed, arranged his pillow, and slipped under the covers.
This was a proper bed after all, not a floor mat. Even without his Senior Sister’s sweet fragrance, Yino felt an unprecedented sense of comfort lying on the soft mattress.
Sleep came quickly for Yino.
He was already exhausted, having barely rested these past two days in the secret realm, even pulling all-nighters matching wits with that stubbornly unyielding nine-tailed fox.
Now, in this rare moment of peace, Yino truly felt drowsy.
But before sleeping, he couldn’t help turning over to gaze at Yuyan’s exquisite body beside him.
At some point, Yuyan also turned her head slightly, meeting Yino’s gaze.
“What is it?”
Yuyan couldn’t help asking curiously.
But this time, sharing such an intimate closeness under the covers, Yino finally couldn’t help blushing.
“Nothing… just wanted to look at you…”
Yino said somewhat timidly.
Actually lying in the same blanket with Yuyan, Yino became shy, not knowing what to say to Yuyan. Even his earlier bold fantasies didn’t dare manifest.
After all… There was still a gap between plans and reality.
In his fantasies, he was incredibly smooth, even winning over Liuli and Yuebai. How could anything with his Senior Sister be difficult now?
But in reality, when Yino reached this touchable stage, his palms grew cold with sweat. Though his heart pounded wildly, his reason kept him from daring to touch even a hair on Yuyan.
“Good… goodnight…”
After a long internal struggle, Yino finally suppressed the naughty thoughts in his mind.
Sharing a bed once was already huge progress for Yino.
He felt there was no need to push his luck further.
But just as Yino bid goodnight and was about to turn over to sleep, under the covers, Yuyan’s hand unexpectedly grabbed his-
“I know you’re itching to touch. Go ahead and touch while you sleep – you’ll rest more soundly that way.”
She shifted closer, lowering her gaze as she spoke softly near Yino’s face.
Beneath the cotton blanket, Yuyan slightly bent and raised one of her legs, actively guiding Yino’s hand to her thigh to feel the texture of her black stockings.