Wide eyes stared at small ones as the air seemed to stand still.
After a moment, Wei Lan covered his eyes with one hand and stretched out the other to pull the doorknob, muttering, "Don't look if it's impolite, don't listen if it's impolite, I didn't see anything."
"Carry on, carry on!"
The door was closed again, and Ah Dai petrified in Qin Yu's arms. The hand resting on his shoulder loosened, and her shoe dropped to the ground with a "plop."
Qin Yu was as calm as a breeze, but the little lady in his arms wore an expression as if the sky had fallen, which was particularly amusing.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Qin Yu's low, husky voice echoed in her ear, and Ah Dai instantly became enraged, pounding his chest with her fists like raindrops.
"It's all your fault, we were seen, put me down now!"
"What were we seen doing?"
