Nightingale crossed her arms in front of her chest: "Bing Yu, I forgot to tell you, Ling Yin has always been very vindictive."
"Ah, haha! I wasn't planning on peeping!" Bing Yu said, though his actions suggested he couldn't wait to barge in.
.........
"Get lost!" Hua Hua forcefully pushed Ling Yin away.
He scrambled up, hastily tidied his clothes, and frantically buttoned up, not even realizing he got one wrong. Then he dashed to the bathroom, fixed his hair, and when he came out, tossed a bathrobe to Ling Yin, to avoid anyone seeing the marks on his bare body.
Lying on the balcony chair, the passion on his face hadn't yet faded.
He wasn't familiar with Ling Yin's group of friends, naturally finding no common topics, so upon seeing the bunch of men and women filing into the room, he didn't bother greeting them. Instead, he turned his back to them and played on his phone.
"Where's Little Yan?"
Ling Yin, with an unabashed expression, faced the group of friends teasing him.
