"Mom!"
Liu Tian quickened her pace, coming down the stairs.
And I, at that moment, was filled with panic, shame, and a bit of cluelessness. The Fang Lanxin beneath me blushed even more, equally flustered.
She was still shaking violently, her eyes filled with immense shame. After a quick glance at me, she looked away.
"Mom? Where are you guys? Brother Yang, are you okay? My mom didn't do anything to you, right?" Liu Tian groped her way toward the living room.
Even though she couldn't see, my panic intensified. I immediately stood up.
Fang Lanxin also got up, wiped her mouth, and instinctively grabbed the shirt that had been removed, covering herself in front of her chest. She also managed to get her pants, which had been pulled down halfway, back on.
"Tiantian, it's okay!"
I said hurriedly, "Your aunt, she didn't do anything, we were just chatting."
"But I heard some things upstairs just now," Liu Tian said anxiously.
I felt a wave of embarrassment.
