Zhao Chi excitedly swallowed a gulp of saliva and immediately slyly lifted the duvet, squeezing into the other side of the bed. On this large bed lay three people, Zhao Chi, his girlfriend, and her best friend... This intriguing relationship made the atmosphere on the bed somewhat awkward and at the same time, suggestive.
Whether it was Zhao Chi, Liu Sitong, or Zhang Xiaorui, none of them were quite comfortable with this awkwardness for a while. They had originally intended to chat, but now, they found themselves at a loss for words, silently observing each other and waiting for someone to break the silence.
After a prolonged silence, it was the bold and proactive Zhang Xiaorui who spoke first, "Hey, why is everyone so quiet? Did I interrupt your romantic moment or something?"
"Cut it out, what romantic moment?" Liu Sitong spat, her pretty face blushing with embarrassment and discomfort.
