The virgin Luo Ning, after having glimpse into the world of adults, couldn't calm down no matter what after being teased by the object of his admiration to the edge of euphoria. He marveled at how Qin Weizhe could regain his composure so quickly, standing there all calm and collected while he cut a sorry figure. Ashamed, Luo Ning rushed to the bathroom and took a quick, short cold shower.
Not even five minutes later, he came out with water dripping down his hair, bringing with him poof of white cold mists.
Qin Weizhe was crouching in the kitchen cabinet, opening them one by one whilst knocking on every crook and corner, his expression mesmerizingly solemn and serious.
