Qin Yuhan was mortified and furious as she scrambled out of bed. She knew Murong Yezi and the little one downstairs must have heard the noises she'd been making, and the thought made her burn with shame. She really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, but unfortunately, there was none.
All she could do was glare at Wu Tian through gritted teeth. "This is all your fault."
Wu Tian chuckled. "And what, may I ask, is my fault?"
Qin Yuhan's face flushed crimson. What was his fault? Didn't he know perfectly well? How dare he ask?
Seeing her conflicted expression and how she was too embarrassed to speak, Wu Tian laughed even harder. "So, you do have feelings for me, don't you?"
"No! I'm warning you, you can't treat me like this ever again. If you do..." Qin Yuhan raised a small fist, trying to threaten him.
"If I do, what?" Wu Tian feigned ignorance.
