Mo Xicheng: …!!
Shi Nianyao wished that there was a hole for her to disappear into.
Why? Why did it have to be at this critical moment?
Really, the heavens were not helping her.
She only wanted to fulfill their duty as a married couple, wasn't that all?
After saying those words, she quickly took a cushion from the sofa and covered her face with it. She felt terribly embarrassed. How was she ever going to face anyone ever again? Sob, sob, sob.
What would her idol think?
Was he going to get angry? Every time they reached a critical moment, things would come to a grinding halt.
As she fretted over this, she heard her male idol sigh softly.
Shi Nianyao lifted the cushion from her face and peeked at him. He was wearing a pained and helpless expression. "Nianyao," he said, "the next time, could you not interrupt me right at the critical moment? If you do this, our future lifelong happiness might worsen."
