In the quietness, the creak of the door was crisp.
Xia Shiyu looked to the door and her eyes met Ayesha, who had a devious smile on her face. Inexplicably, she felt like her hand was caught in the cookie jar. Shyness soon overwhelmed her. She looked away and was about to push away Jiang Chen, but little did she expect a hand would reach from the side and gently hold her wrist.
She looked to the side, and Ayesha was standing by the bed.
Still in the push-up position, Jiang Chen was also unfortunately stuck in the awkward situation.
"I..." Gazing into the sapphire blue pupils, he was somewhat embarrassed. He was about to say something, but Ayesha's finger gently touched his lips.
Then she turned to look at Xia Shiyu, whose face was covered in a red hue. Ayesha smiled lovingly and softly said.
"Can you give me the answer to the question I asked you in the morning?"
