Zhi Wan finally came back to her senses and said nonchalantly, "Let's go inside. It's still early, we can sleep a little longer."
Ouyang Zhenzhu suppressed a laugh. "The way you were just now, you looked just like a lonely wife pining for her husband."
Zhi Wan's face flushed, and she snapped in exasperation, "Can you please stop talking nonsense? I've always respected my cousin as an older brother..."
"Cousin? I don't think I said it was Mr. Lu, did I? Mr. Lu wasn't the only one who left just now, you know. There were all those guards, too. How come you were so sure I meant Mr. Lu? Wanwan, you have a guilty conscience!" Ouyang Zhenzhu teased with a grin.
Zhi Wan, flustered and angry, started tickling her. "You and your mouth, you're getting worse and worse."
"HAHAHA..." Ouyang Zhenzhu was ticklish and dodged left and right.
The front courtyard was now a hive of activity.
The servants were busy cleaning up.
