Zhang Yang heaved a long sigh, "Cousin, actually, I didn't want to hang out with my friends all night, either. But every time I see you with Wang Bin, my heart feels uncomfortable. What am I supposed to do?"
"I can't talk about it, and I can't stop you two."
When Xia Xue heard Zhang Yang say this, she indeed looked steeped in guilt.
"Sorry, Zhang Yang, I misunderstood you and even made you spend the entire night with your friends to get over it. Don't worry, once Wang Bin leaves, I'll definitely make it up to you."
He had finally bluff his way through. Xia Xue must have thought he'd spent the night at an internet café; she would never guess he had spent it playing with a younger schoolmate.
At that time, Zhang Yang's hand slipped under the hem of Xia Xue's skirt.
Xia Xue didn't stop him but continued chatting with Zhang Yang instead. After not seeing Zhang Yang for a day, she felt like she had endless things to say to him.
