Humming a little tune, Yang Xue nonchalantly tidied up Wang Qiang's room.
After a while, she noticed the silence behind her and assumed Wang Qiang had left, feeling a bit of disappointment in her heart. She resented Wang Qiang for treating her like a maid.
But when she turned around to confirm, she met Wang Qiang's intense gaze, making both parties suddenly feel a jolt, quickly averting their eyes. Wang Qiang awkwardly cleared his throat twice, trying to act calm.
"What are you staring at so intently?" Yang Xue dropped her usual outspoken demeanor and, for once, acted shyly, her cheeks flushing slightly.
"Nothing... nothing!" As if someone had seen through his thoughts, Wang Qiang quickly denied, then changed the subject: "It's just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just unexpected how capable you are, haha!" Wang Qiang laughed awkwardly. It was the first time a woman had helped him tidy his room, and the feeling was quite peculiar, leaving him unsure how to describe it.
