Although the waiter immediately closed the door of the private room and left, Yang Qingyin still felt incredibly embarrassed.
She struggled out of Luo Ziling's embrace, her face flushed as she sat down to one side.
"You annoying junior, that was really embarrassing, wasn't it? They even think we're really gay!" Yang Qingyin angrily blamed Luo Ziling, her humiliation turning into rage, "You go and explain it to the waiter yourself."
"Why bother explaining? Let them think what they want, it doesn't matter since they don't know us anyway," Luo Ziling said nonchalantly, "They have never seen our true faces, so what is there to fear?"
After thinking it over, Yang Qingyin accepted Luo Ziling's explanation.
The two spent a sweet and affectionate afternoon in the teahouse, only leaving after having dinner.
The waiter didn't come in to disturb them for hours, of course, this was because Yang Qingyin asked Ye Xiaoli to keep watch at the door.
