Both of the calls were hung up at the same time. Now that they could no longer hear the elders' quarrel over the phone, the room returned to silence. The buttons on Pei Ge's pink pajamas had unknowingly come undone by themselves.
Beneath was a huge and beautiful scenery that Ji Ziming coincidentally saw.
His Adam's apple slid up and down a little as his gaze remained on her front, unwilling to leave at all.
"Ziming, you…"
"What's wrong with me?"
The woman looked up, finally spotting the awkwardness of a certain position. Blushing, she lowered her head again and set her clothes properly before looking up at the man again. "Over these few days, we—"
"I know; I won't touch you."
