"You, you couldn't really be..." Jian Anning's gaze towards him suddenly became astonished. Just the night before last, she clearly had her advantage taken, and last night she had been forcefully kissed by him, yet at this moment, behind her surprise, she felt somewhat guilty.
"Who said that!" Yu Zexiao became angry, immediately stiffening his neck in retort, "I, I of course have already..."
"Oh, oh..." Jian Anning replied, but her voice was slightly weaker.
The tension between them that had been like drawn swords a moment ago inexplicably faded when this absurd night was brought up.
Perhaps feeling too embarrassed, Yu Zexiao didn't forget to add, "I, I am not like you! Going out for one-night stands!"
"I, I don't like that either," Jian Anning stammered in response.
Yu Zexiao was taken aback and gave her a glance, suddenly recalling that she had answered his question last night, though the answer was somewhat ambiguous.
