The sudden appearance of Lin Ruofei turned Fang Yu's already guilty expression ghastly.
If she discovered he had been watching adult films on their laptop, he would be as good as dead.
Thankfully, he had turned off the computer in time. Had she caught him in the act, he would surely have been kicked out immediately.
Although he somewhat looked forward to leaving this place, he dreaded the thought of what the old man would say if he returned home in such disgrace. The man would never stop laughing at him.
At the thought, Fang Yu instinctively touched the pocket of his boxer shorts.
"What are you doing up so late?" Lin Ruofei stared at the shirtless Fang Yu with bleary eyes, barely paying him any mind at first. But when she noticed his hand never leaving his pocket, her gaze flicked toward it.
"Nothing much. I was bored, so I was reading a magazine on the sofa." Fang Yu rubbed the tip of his nose, his face utterly composed as he pointed to a fashion magazine lying there, putting on a perfectly innocent act.
"What's in your pocket, then?" A playful glint flashed across Lin Ruofei's face.
She had been woken up by the sound of a sneeze from downstairs, and when she came down to check, she had seen Fang Yu sneakily shoving something into his pocket.
At first, she thought he might be stealing something, but he did not seem like the type at all.
"It's… my personal belongings." Cold sweat trickled down Fang Yu's back. He had been caught.
"What kind of belongings? Let me see." Lin Ruofei smiled and held out a slender, pale hand.
"I'm afraid I can't. These are private items." Fang Yu rubbed his nose and spoke calmly.
"If you don't show me, I'll tell Tingting you touched her laptop." Lin Ruofei huffed, her curiosity burning brightly.
"Er… still no." Fang Yu smiled and looked at her pleadingly. "Miss Lin, you must remember I saved your life on that mountain. So don't make things difficult for me this time, alright?"
At the mention of that incident, Lin Ruofei paused for a moment, then smiled. "I won't tell Tingting, but only if you show me what's in your pocket."
"Are you sure?" Fang Yu asked in confusion.
"Absolutely. I swear. If I tell Tingting, may I not have my period this month." Lin Ruofei held up three fingers solemnly, secretly amused—her period had only ended the day before, so she would not be getting it again this month anyway.
"Very well, I'll trust you this once." Fang Yu nodded and pulled out the disc featuring Ms. Muto on its cover.
"Hmph, you pervert. How dare you watch this kind of thing." Lin Ruofei blushed deeply at the sight of the disc.
"What, you know Ms. Muto?" Fang Yu asked in surprise, realizing the young woman might share his interests after all.
"I've never even heard of her! I just think it's disgusting how little she's wearing… her bottom is practically showing." Lin Ruofei argued weakly.
"Oh, I see." Fang Yu shrugged and smiled at her. "Now you know what it is. May I go to bed now?"
"Ye—wait a second." Lin Ruofei nodded, then shook her head violently. Her gaze shifted and landed on the used tissue beside the sofa.
"What's that?" She grinned mischievously, as if she had just uncovered something scandalous, pointing at the tissue. "I knew it! You were doing something disgusting down here!"