After everyone had left, Lu Ping and Qiao Qingxia exchanged glances.
With her cheeks flushed red, Qiao Qingxia asked in a soft voice, "Can you still hear their footsteps? Let's go and close the door."
Lu Ping quickly shut the door to the rooftop, his excitement palpable as he sat down on a small stool brought up by an employee. "Come on, I'm ready!"
His face was filled with anticipation.
Nervously, Qiao Qingxia patted her chest with her small hands and knelt on a cushion, slowly inching closer.
Lu Ping's heart raced with excitement, but he didn't dare to rush Qiao Qingxia. He could only hold his breath, his excitement mounting as he watched Qiao Qingxia lower her head...
"Hiss!"
Lu Ping threw his head back and took in a sharp breath of air, as if his soul was trembling...
Seconds later, something felt off to Lu Ping, and with wide eyes, he suddenly pulled Qiao Qingxia up.
Confused, Qiao Qingxia looked up just to see Lu Ping grimacing as if he had been traumatized.
