Qin Shuang hurriedly reached out to push him.
Every door and window in the Flower Room was made of glass; everything outside was visible from within, Chen Jing was still inside, and she definitely could see this side.
Qin Shuang couldn't help but feel her face burning up.
But just as she made a move, He Zhiyao grasped her wrist and threatened in a low voice, "Or would you rather we do something else?"
Qin Shuang immediately behaved herself.
After He Zhiyao was satisfied with the kiss, he ruffled her hair, "I will come over again in a couple of days."
Qin Shuang: ......
After He Zhiyao left, Qin Shuang rubbed her burning face and, with a toughened skin, walked back into the Flower Room.
She felt a bit embarrassed to look at Chen Jing, who pointed at her lips, "They're swollen."
Qin Shuang truly wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Chen Jing, however, couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.
