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Dyuuuum, how could this be understood?

When Yuyan spoke, Yino felt as if a living Buddha had descended.

Compared to the shock of sharing a bed last night, Yino was gradually getting used to the changes in Yuyan’s attitude. Though it seemed far-fetched, ever since Yino pretended to lose his cultivation, Yuyan had become noticeably gentler towards him. Her words and actions all but wrote her favoritism for Yino on her face.

The level of intimacy was developing so quickly that even Yino thought it was too fast. He had originally planned to completely win Yuyan’s heart when her destined plot point arrived...

But now, Yino was experiencing one of life’s three great delusions - that Yuyan had fallen for him. Otherwise, how could a normal senior sister, upon waking to find Yino’s obvious morning condition, not only avoid suspecting him of doing something sneaky last night, but also show no anger? Instead, she was gentle and calmly patted the bed, inviting him to sit beside her?

This had to be secret love!

"Senior Sister... you suddenly acting like this makes me nervous..."

Thinking this, Yino swallowed hard and carefully sat down beside Yuyan. Though he usually spoke brazenly, it didn’t mean Yino had no shame at all. Waking up to find the sheets in such a state was clearly his own issue. Logically, even if Yuyan looked at him with disgust, Yino wouldn’t feel wronged but would find it reasonable.

But now...

Her excessive gentleness made him feel something was off.

"What’s there to be nervous about? Isn’t this just a normal physiological reaction that happens to all young men during puberty?"

Yuyan swallowed quietly. Though she felt somewhat nervous inside, other than slightly flushed cheeks, she remained outwardly composed, not treating Yino as any kind of suspect.

The reason was simple - when Yuyan first woke up, she was indeed startled and instinctively suspected Yino might have done something inappropriate under the covers last night.

But later, after examining herself in the bath, she realized she might be somewhat suspicious herself - perhaps even more suspicious than Yino. Because Yuyan discovered she was also in quite a state, and given the physical constraints of her black stockings, it couldn’t possibly have been evidence left by Yino’s actions.

What more could Yuyan say?

If she accused Yino of misbehavior, it would be like accusing herself of being naturally wanton.

Setting aside whether Yuyan needed to scold Yino over this matter or not.

From a human nature perspective, Yuyan preferred to believe this was a beautiful accident. After all, if Yino’s was a normal physiological reaction, then it was reasonable that Yuyan would end up in such a state as well.

Everyone had normal reactions, so neither should criticize the other.

However...

Yino didn’t know what Yuyan was thinking. He still felt she was being unusually merciful today.

"It... it is a normal reaction... but, I... I made your bed dirty..."

Yino’s lips twitched. Just remembering the scene when he opened the door, his male pride felt mortified.

After all, he had seen Yuyan wiping the evidence from the sheets with a towel.

Meanwhile, Yuyan also pressed her crimson lips together in embarrassment.

She certainly knew the sheets were soiled.

But the problem was...

When Yuyan checked earlier, she found the main wet patch was entirely on her side.

If Yuyan laid down according to her sleeping position from this morning, that dark shape would perfectly match where her black-stockinged thighs had been.

So... Some things really couldn’t stand up to careful scrutiny. Yuyan felt it was better to destroy the evidence before Yino returned.

Even though it had soaked through to the inside of the sheets and couldn’t be completely cleaned, Yuyan could use the wet towel to dampen Yino’s side as well.

This way, even if Yino came in, he wouldn’t have the chance to analyze the crime scene like Yuyan had.

So now, Yuyan truly understood Yino’s mindset.

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Having woken up earlier, she had seen and understood everything. But regarding such private and dignified matters, Yuyan preferred to be a bit selfish - concealing her own embarrassing state while letting Yino bear more guilt and shame.

Otherwise, if Yino knew how wet Yuyan had become last night, how could she maintain her dignity as his senior sister in the future?

Thinking of this, Yuyan pressed her fist to her lips and said softly:

"It’s just a sheet, you can wash it tonight."

"Mm..."

Yino nodded slowly.

But before Yino’s response could fade, Yuyan seemed to think of something and shook her head, adding:

"Never mind, you don’t need to wash these sheets. I will take care of them while bathing tonight."

Yuyan had suddenly realized that most of the evidence on these sheets was from her own... reactions. Having Yino wash them would mean the young man would be handling and scrubbing them with soap...

Meanwhile, Yino tilted his head in confusion:

"Senior Sister... this makes me feel even more guilty..."

"Since I made them dirty, please let me clean them for you... If that won’t do, I can go down the mountain and buy you a brand new silk set!"

The young man seemed unable to understand why his senior sister would help him with such a small matter.

But Yuyan’s attitude was unusually firm as she gripped the sheets behind her back, as if clutching her last shred of chastity and refusing to let go:

"No need to waste money like that. I will wash them myself. If you truly feel guilty, you can play a few more games of chess with me another day."

"Senior Sister, you’re worried I’ll do something inappropriate while washing the sheets again..."

Seeing Yuyan’s resistance, Yino sighed helplessly.

Yino knew that unusual events must have unusual causes. Normally Yuyan would let Yino wash everything except her undergarments, even including the Dao robes she wore while practicing swordsmanship. Now that this had happened, Yuyan insisted on washing them herself - what could that imply besides disgust? Though she said it was a normal physiological phenomenon, deep down Yuyan must still suspect Yino had secretly done something bad last night.

But just as Yino was feeling dejected, Yuyan’s lips twitched beside him, feeling somewhat wrongly accused and at a loss for words.

She really wasn’t disgusted with Yino!

These sheets had evidence left from Yuyan’s body, and quite a lot of it! Yuyan wasn’t even sure if there would be any strange scents. Having Yino wash them would be no different from having him directly handle her undergarments!

"No... Yino, I am not disgusted, it’s just..."

In the brief seconds of conversation, Yuyan had already exhausted every word she could think of in her mind.

But one lie requires thousands more to maintain it. No matter how much Yuyan thought about it, her mind was now stuck in a loop and unable to smooth things over. Because from Yino’s perspective, it seemed there truly was only one possibility - that his senior sister was disgusted with him.