"Finished moving?"
"No!!!" Yu Zhiyi said angrily, gritting her teeth and squeezing down a few more steps in a huff.
Jiang Nian didn't quite understand. After a while, they were side by side again. He nodded his chin towards the crowded stairs below.
"Keep squeezing forward."
Yu Zhiyi: "..."
Since they couldn't move, Jiang Nian had nothing better to do. He stared at Yu Zhiyi for a while, causing her to turn sideways involuntarily.
"Why are you staring at me?"
Jiang Nian averted his gaze, too lazy to answer.
Seeing this, "Yu Yourong" felt a little smug again, standing tall and proud.
"I won't argue with you."
"Oh." Jiang Nian yawned.
Yu Zhiyi felt deflated, unable to be smug anymore. She thought to herself how increasingly annoying this person was.
She ignored him; out of sight, out of mind.
Even so, she couldn't help but sneak a peek at Jiang Nian, wondering if he might secretly be looking at her chest.
If she caught him, she could use it against him.
