Conquer the other worlds with abandon, they've fallen in love with me!

Lin Yu reached out and grabbed Vera's ankle, then took off her high heels.

Vera's ankles were very slender; you could feel the outline of her joints even through her stockings.

Her feet were small, encased in black stockings, her toes close together, the tips of her toes showing a rounded shape beneath the stocking material.

Lin Yu placed the shoe next to the sofa and then held the other foot.

Vera's toes curled slightly when her fingers touched her ankle.

Lin Yu paused for a moment and glanced at her.

Her eyes were closed, but her breathing remained steady.

Lin Yu took off his other shoe and placed it aside.

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He stood up, bent down, put one hand behind her neck and the other under her legs, and lifted her off the sofa.

Vera's body was very light, lighter than he had imagined.

The fabric of the cheongsam was so slippery that he couldn't hold on to it, so he changed his position and hugged her even tighter.

She leaned against him, her head tilted to the side, her face pressed against his chest.

Lin Yu could feel the warmth of her body through her clothes, carrying the scent of alcohol and her faint floral fragrance.

As he carried her into the inner room, Lin Yu felt the muscles in her back tighten slightly, as if it were some kind of instinctive reflex.

But her eyes remained closed, and her breathing remained unchanged.

He placed Vera on the bed and looked down at her.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were still, and her breathing was still so light.

But Lin Yu noticed that her shoulders tensed slightly the moment he put her down.

It was very light and fast; you wouldn't feel it at all if you weren't holding her.

Vera is pretending to be asleep.

Perhaps as a test, or for some other reason, Lin Yu didn't expose him, but he was determined to take off those stockings today.

He then pulled the blanket over Vera.

When the blanket was pulled up to her chest, his fingers touched her collarbone; it was cool, like a piece of smooth jade.

After tucking the blanket in, Lin Yu sat up straight.

He glanced at her.

Vera's face was pressed against the pillow, her lips slightly pouting, and her eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyes.

He carried the bowl back to Arya's room, placed it on the bedside table, and sat down again on the edge of the bed. He didn't wake her immediately, but just sat there, watching the milky white steam rising from the bowl and slowly dissipating, and the fine, dense raindrops still falling tirelessly outside the window.

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Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, stuffed the socks into his storage magic bag, and went out the door.

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The door to the inner room closed, and the footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Vera opened her eyes.

His palms were pressed against his forehead, and the backs of his hands blocked the light leaking from the ceiling.

Her face was flushed, the blush spreading from her cheekbones to her ears, down her neck, and even the fair skin below her collar was tinged with pink.

She woke up when Lin Yu was holding her.

Or rather, he never slept at all from the very beginning.

That glass of white wine wasn't very strong, and she drank seven or eight glasses.

The slight intoxication was only enough to make the cheeks flush and slow down thinking; it was far from making one drunk.

When she lay down, she pretended to be asleep to see what Lin Yu would do.

Then he took off her shoes.

The moment her fingers touched her ankle, her heart skipped a beat.

It wasn't fear, it was nervousness.

The feeling of being held in someone's hand spread from my ankle to my calf, climbing up my veins.

Lin Yu didn't stop, and held her foot.

It wasn't an act; I genuinely couldn't control myself.

She thought he would continue.

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