"It's not me..."
Zijun Tang hurriedly tried to explain, but it seemed she was overthinking, as the man's target wasn't her at all.
She couldn't continue speaking anyway, for she had already been captivated by the beauty before her, a sight so vivid and alive.
Zheng Mei pushed aside the hand blocking her view, staring intently at Su Sheng's partly visible buttocks, not sure if she might have missed something just now, regretting it to the point of wanting to die.
What exactly happened in that instant, not even Zijun Tang had seen clearly, everything happened so suddenly.
Su Sheng, who had clearly been lying down fast asleep, suddenly leapt from the bed, reached the window in a few steps, his back to them, and only then wrapped that solid and perky backside with the towel around his waist...
