The Unnamed Gu paused on the man’s arm, a sight visible to the naked eye. Because a small bump had risen on his upper arm’s skin. The bump wasn’t very big, about the size of a grain of rice, resembling a pimple, it was something that could be seen with the eyes. She noticed that the man’s sleeping robe was wrinkled by her own doing. Once the numb sensation in her arm subsided, she reached out her small hand to straighten his robe. Her fingertips brushed the skin at his neckline, and she swallowed hard. So smooth, so slick, and very delicate. Just like the silk robe now draped over him, the satin-like softness was irresistible. Her small hand caressed him over and over until, after a long while, she finally stopped, reluctantly. "You, you need to wake up soon, you know?" she whispered, bowing her head and sniffing his forehead, then suddenly she whimpered. That damn "craving" had come over her again. It had been several months already. Every so often... she would go into heat, and at times, she even thought she was more like an insatiably lustful animal than a human being. The itch within her body made her pant, and her deep purple eyes seemed to ignite with fire. Finally, she grabbed the man’s face and kissed him fiercely! It was... exhilarating. It was as if she was taking advantage of someone! She was flustered, and the man’s body temperature also began to rise. But on the outside, he still looked the same. Only the quilt covering him... She glanced at him guiltily, thinking it wasn’t her fault. Sometimes, some things, she couldn’t control herself! Picking up a small handkerchief, she wiped his body, her cheeks flushed red as she silently scorned herself. She was truly... a beast! Her small hand covered her face, feeling utterly ashamed. But through this incident, a suspicion emerged in her mind. Although he appeared to be unconscious, actually... he could hear, and feel... right? Otherwise, how could she have succeeded if he hadn’t played along? Thinking this, she stealthily glanced at him. "You can hear me, can’t you?" He responded with no reaction. Her hand reached downward. Experience was earned through practice, and she was no longer as green as she had been months before. So, sensing his change, she felt a surge of joy, "Indeed, you really can hear me!" She was in high spirits! "Uh... sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to?" Lao Si, as usual, had made a bowl of noodles early in the morning. Normally at this time, the young mistress would be next door in the big brother’s room practicing Gu Refinement, but today she was somewhat out of the ordinary. He heard movements from the big brother’s room and suddenly his face stiffened. He then lowered his gaze towards the plain noodles on the tray and pursed his thin lips in a subdued and gloomy manner. When the young mistress walked out of the room, she saw Lao Si standing in a corner untouched by sunlight, his back to her.