I've never been called a peeping Tom before. This bastard, actually accusing me of voyeurism—I was just curious!
"Why don't you say anything?" Su Han frowned slightly.
This definitely isn't Yang Zicheng's person; she must also be here to sing at the KTV. She's way too impolite.
If she was looking for a private room, a quick glance would suffice. Who stares continuously through the glass?
If this girl weren't a girl, Su Han might even consider her a pervert—what can he do when Qiao Yuman is so pretty inside?
Yu Lisi snorted and turned away.
Her throat was already uncomfortable, and she had come here only to test her own condition. But who could have expected to encounter such a lunatic accusing her of peeping!
It was too much!
"That person is really weird," Su Han curled his lips and couldn't be bothered to say more.
"Who?" Qiao Yuman ran to the doorway and took a look, her confusion apparent, "Why does the silhouette seem somewhat familiar?"
