Seeing this message, Shen Yuan remembered that Qiao Lei and the class belle were in the same building. He pulled aside a corner of the blinds to see if the girls across were all spying on him.
Sure enough, on the opposite corridor, besides the girls' intimate garments hanging, there were curious faces peeking out.
But now, since the blinds were closed, those gossiping girls couldn't see much, deflating like punctured balls, all retreating back to their dorms.
"In the middle of the day, you're not napping but peeping!"
Shen Yuan cursed to himself before replying to Qiao Lei, "Daddy is busy with work."
Qiao Lei, "Pish! What kind of work requires you to pull the curtains?"
Shen Yuan couldn't be bothered to reply to her. The more he responded to Qiao Lei, the more fired up she got.
Qiao Lei, "Feeling guilty, huh? Spill it, which girl did you invite over?"
