In the living room, Shu Ting's call for breakfast could be heard.
Wu Gang casually slapped Zeng Yu's thigh and said, "Time for breakfast, get up, you're always sleeping."
Although Wu Gang said that, he still felt secretly delighted to touch Zeng Yu's soft and tender thigh.
Zeng Yu rubbed her eyes, touched her somewhat sore thigh, and gave Wu Gang a glare before getting up and going to Shu Ting to say, "Sister Shu Ting, little brother hit my thigh."
"I..."
Wu Gang immediately collapsed on the bed. Was she really tattling right in front of him?
The house was small enough that Wu Gang could clearly hear what Zeng Yu said.
Now, he even hesitated whether to have breakfast or not.
"Wu Gang!"
From the kitchen, Shu Ting came out with the porridge, her voice cold, "Come out here, why did you hit Zeng Yu's thigh!"
"I..."
Wu Gang stumbled over his words for a few minutes but couldn't come up with anything to say.
It wasn't really a hit, was it...
