"I dare not... Please forgive me!"
After a playful scuffle, Yang Linglong, panting heavily, weakly collapsed onto the bed.
Clutching her pillow, she looked at Ning Mengyao with a face full of grievance.
"Oh, you little thing, actually wearing a whole set of lingerie, and smelling so nice, you're definitely up to no good."
Ning Mengyao looked at the blushing Yang Linglong with a mischievous smile.
Today, she was unusually shy.
Especially the brand-new lingerie under her pajamas which hinted at something more.
This was clearly prepared for a boyfriend.
"You... what nonsense are you talking about... what's wrong with wearing a set..."
Yang Linglong pursed her lips, hurriedly denying it.
"Others might not know, but don't think I don't know you, lazybones. When have I ever seen you wear a full set, and even spray perfume? Tell me, were you originally planning to meet a man tonight, but he didn't show up?"
As a woman herself, Ning Mengyao knew these little hints all too well.
