Before Song Xiaoxi could turn her head, Song Jiaqi rushed over and pushed him into his room.
When Song Xiaoxi looked up, she mumbled in confusion, "What are those two doing..."
...
At the same moment, Ye Yang: "..."
He was pushed in by Song Jiaqi, pressed against the wall, while Song Jiaqi...
Was pressed tightly against him!
Song Jiaqi was still catching her breath, glanced outside, and muttered, "What are you doing? That brat Song Xiaoxi is small but smart, who knows how mischievous her mind is. She's watched plenty of those idol dramas you act in, mature beyond her age! If she sees my panties here with you, what fantasies will she have?"
The poor girl's fantasies would have been shattered!
Phew...
Luckily, she moved fast!
Otherwise, if Song Xiaoxi saw that, her fragile heart would have been broken!
Ye Yang: "...Hey."
He didn't dare move now, both hands raised in a surrender gesture against the wall.
Because...
