When Liu Qing pushed the door open and came in, she happened to witness this scene.
"Oh my, I didn't see anything. You two continue, continue," she said, and with a quick turn, she jumped back out.
Then she bumped right into the chest of that hard block behind her, hitting her head.
Ouch, that hurt.
"Are you so eager to throw yourself into someone's arms?" A pleasant male voice came from above her head.
Liu Qing awkwardly pushed him away, "With manners like that? You're not my type."
Zhou Weiming rubbed his nose, said nothing, and wanted to go in, but Liu Qing stopped him.
"Um... they... wait a moment." Liu Qing gave him a glare.
No sense of timing.
Zhou Weiming stood next to her and glanced at her.
Inside, Gu Lingling, blushing, pushed Yang Yunhai, "It's all your fault."
"I haven't kissed enough yet," Yang Yunhai said with a muffled laugh, "She interrupted me, you owe me at night when no one's around."
Owe him?
Gu Lingling thought she might not need to come tonight.
