Yan Qingsi scratched her head. "No… this, this isn't the same, you get it, after being too close to you, looking at you, sometimes I can't…"
Yan Qingsi could not finish her sentence as Yue Tingfeng seemed like he was saying: lie, keep lying, let's see what other stories you have.
Yan Qingsi could not continue lying anymore while looking at Yue Tingfeng's face — she gave up.
"Okay okay okay, I admit it, I watched it, so what, we're adults, what's wrong with watching it? You're talking as if you haven't — wasn't your computer full of these videos when you were in high school and college?"
Yue Tingfeng nodded. "Not bad, if that is the case, let's go, there's no need to say anything else."
Yue Tingfeng carried Yan Qingsi and said to Mrs. Yue, "Mom, you're sleeping alone."
Mrs. Yue finally looked up after being called. "Oh… I…"
Yan Qingsi struggled over Yue Tingfeng's shoulder. She shouted at Mrs. Yue, "Aunty, you can't not save me…"
