In the hospital room, the hint of an amorous atmosphere that had just begun to brew instantly vanished without a trace.
Youran hurriedly reached for her collar and zipped up her sweater, her small face turning bright red with embarrassment.
Gu Yu, on the other hand, looked at Tang Yuran coolly, as if nothing could affect him, and said, "Didn't I tell you to shut the door properly just now?"
"Didn't I close it?" Tang Yuran replied softly, her face still flushed.
"Then why didn't you lock it?" Gu Yu couldn't help but reach out to tuck the stray hairs behind her ear, and asked in a low voice.
"You didn't ask me to lock it." Tang Yuran looked at Gu Yu with an innocent expression, "You just told me to shut the door."
"..."
Gu Yu was momentarily at a loss for words.
However, her logic was so sound that he found himself temporarily unable to rebut her point.
