Chu Yu buried herself in the quilt, oblivious to her entire body turning into a bright red shrimp, while woefully crying, "Don't come over, get out, get out!"
She truly would have preferred to have been actually unconscious earlier rather than endure such embarrassment as she was facing now.
Cast upon the peak of the surging tides, it took a great deal of effort for her spirit to return to its place, only to realize she was actually in the midst of a bamboo grove. In other words, she was outdoors, in a coercively restrained posture, sitting atop Rong Zhi, that... that...
At the moment, Chu Yu's mind was still somewhat unclear and her thoughts sluggishly slow to catch up.
Then, Rong Zhi sat up, carried her back inside the house, and upon seeing the bed in the bedroom, Chu Yu plunged herself onto it without a word, lifting the quilt to cover herself and called out to Rong Zhi with shame, urging him to leave quickly.
So embarrassing, she didn't want to see anyone anymore.
