"What's the rush..." Jiangg Yao bit her lip and shot him a look. "I know I'm supposed to come find you tonight, but I have to wait until my sister is asleep."
"It's not that. Here, sit down."
Chen Yuan pulled Jiangg Yao onto his lap, his gaze repeatedly darting toward the door. The door was ajar, and he could actually hear the sounds of activity from the kitchen, but he was still nervous, afraid that Jiangg Ning might walk in at any moment.
This guilty conscience was tormenting, but at the same time, it also felt... thrilling.
As Chen Yuan settled back into the gaming chair, he looked at the utterly bewildered Jiangg Yao and told her to be patient while he furtively fumbled for something in his pocket.
When Yaoyao saw his movements, her brow furrowed even more deeply. She glanced down at his hand, then back up at his face, her expression a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"Young Master, what are you doing?"
