Shocking! The actress was dragged to the regent's bedchamber every night.

Su Wuli's gaze lingered on the green silk for less than half a second.

The overly smooth sheen caused images to flash uncontrollably through her mind.

When soaked in water, it becomes clingy, outlining every curve of the skin, just like the sundress from before.

Either he was torn to pieces by Yu Chen, or he was thrown into the bathtub...

She looked away as if she had been burned.

She reached out and took a set of light gray long-sleeved and long-legged pajamas directly from the basic style section.

The top has a small round neck, with buttons fastened from the neck down to the hem, and the cuffs are gathered.

The pants were loose, straight-legged, with no waist definition whatsoever.

"This one?" Wen Yan leaned closer.

She picked up the pajamas and shook them, her expression slightly distorted. "Wearing this, I could go straight to playing the most old-fashioned female teacher in the Republican era."

Su Wuli didn't respond, but took out a set that was almost exactly the same, in off-white, followed by light blue.

"Wait a minute." Wen Yan looked at the three identical sets that were quickly stacked in her arms.

Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer. "Su Xiaoli, are you running a pajama wholesale business? And you specialize in these minimalist, understated styles?"

She glanced at the label: "Pure cotton and modal, it's definitely skin-friendly."

"It's reassuring to sleep in these," Su Wuli replied, her gaze still sweeping across the shelves.

Unconsciously, her fingers brushed against the cuff of a pink silk robe hanging nearby; the fabric was so slippery that it was almost impossible to hold.

Almost simultaneously, those sensations and memories suddenly flooded my mind.

A large, burning hand roughly tore through the slippery bindings...

Su Wuli's fingers curled almost imperceptibly, quickly withdrawing from the silk fabric and instead hugging the cotton pajamas she was holding tightly.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yan keenly noticed her subtle change.

"It's nothing." Su Wuli shook her head, trying to keep her tone normal. "This material is so slippery, I almost couldn't hold it."

"It's nice to be on the slippery side," Wen Yan muttered, not delving into it further. "Do you want to buy anything else?"

"Okay, let's go check over there again." Su Wuli breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her friend didn't suspect anything.

She turned and walked towards the lingerie section.

The shelves in the lingerie section were even more dazzling.

The display of various types of underwear, some consisting of just a few thin straps, others adorned with intricate lace and embroidery, exudes a carefully designed allure.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up. "You bought such conservative pajamas, but you could at least pick some sexy underwear, right? Look at this one, it has lace cutouts on the waist..."

Su Wuli subconsciously ignored her recommendations, her gaze quickly sweeping over the styles before landing precisely on the most inconspicuous row in the corner.

There were only basic cotton underwear there, without any decorations, and in simple colors.

She barely hesitated before reaching for six nude-colored, three white, and three black stripes from the shelf.

The movements were swift and decisive, with a clear objective.

After completing the action, Su Wuli turned around and met her friend's gaze.

The other person's eyes were full of doubt.

Wen Yan's gaze fell on the stack of plain, unremarkable underwear in her hand.

Then I looked at the three overly conservative pajamas in her arms.

"Tell me quickly, have you been possessed?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused, then quickly shook her head in denial, "Of course not."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Yan pulled a pair of underwear from her hand. "Su Xiaoli, take a look at this style."

"This style is great, it's comfortable."

Wen Yan stared at her without saying a word.

Su Wuli was already feeling guilty, and she couldn't stand being stared at like that.

He blurted out instinctively, "Those fabrics are too thin and will tear easily."

After saying that, she met Wen Yan's meaningful gaze and suddenly realized that she had said a bit too much.

Su Wuli thought the other party would say something.

However, the next second, Wen Yan pulled him to a less crowded fitting room next door.

She lowered her voice, her eyes wide and sparkling with gossip.

"Wu Li, tell me the truth, are you... having someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli's heart skipped a beat, and her arms tightened unconsciously around the things she was holding.

She tried her best to keep her face calm, even with a hint of helpless smile, "Is this all you think about every day?"

"Is that what you're thinking?"

Wen Yan pointed to the evidence in her arms, "Even if you didn't choose the sexiest clothes before, they were at least silk camisoles, right? Now, wearing this, you could go straight to play a nun in a convent."

As if that wasn't enough, she picked up another pure cotton one, her expression exaggerated.

"And these underwear, their simplicity is almost atavistic, and you've never before bought twelve pairs at once like this, the consumption rate is incredible..."

Her face was full of doubt as she pressed for an answer.

"You said it's easy to tear? How is it easy to tear? You usually tear your underwear off like that? How come I didn't know you were so violent?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wuli subconsciously recalled the man's rough actions and the sound of that small, vulnerable piece of lace fabric tearing.

She was shy and couldn't hide it; her cheeks instantly flushed red.

Seeing this, Wen Yan, who was standing to the side, was certain that she had guessed correctly.

His tone became excited, and he deliberately lowered his voice.

"I wanted to ask you this as soon as we met. I saw your live stream from the day before yesterday after we finished filming our scenes."

As she spoke, she looked Su Wuli up and down, her gaze becoming suggestive. "The battle is so intense that we need to change all our equipment to this... um..."

Wen Yan paused for a moment, finally finding a tactful but accurate word: "A durable, basic model?"

Su Wuli's ears burned from her friend's blunt teasing. She knew that her friend was just worried and had a vivid imagination.

She sighed and explained, half-jokingly.

"I don't know what's wrong with me lately, but I've been sleeping very poorly and my nerves are always on edge. Wearing simple clothes makes me feel more at ease."

Her tone softened, tinged with self-deprecation, "I might be a little neurotic, so please don't make wild guesses."

After all, telling her wouldn't help her, so it's better to keep it a secret to avoid causing her unnecessary trouble.

She then added, "You should think about it, shouldn't you dress more sexily when you're dating?"

After he finished speaking, Wen Yan was still skeptical.

He didn't press further, just pursed his lips, but his eyes still held a probing look.

"Okay, fine, you say it's stressful, but..."

She put on that gossipy expression again, leaned even closer, and lowered her voice to a whisper.

"If I really catch you hiding a hunk in your golden house, you have to bring him out for me to see right away. I want to see what kind of person could transform our beautiful Su's shopping taste and spending speed to such a... back to basics."