Lan Yue immediately realized she was being teased by him.
Annoyed, she raised her hand to hit him, "You bastard, go, go trick your girlfriend."
Xiao Chen twisted his waist forcefully, flipping over to press her down, sneering as he kissed her.
"Liar, get off."
As they were playfully tussling, the kitchen light suddenly switched on with a "pop".
Now able to see clearly, Lan Yue pounced forward, intending to bite his neck.
Yet, why did it feel odd?
Lan Yue furrowed her brow, contemplating, and as soon as she accurately bit his neck, she realized, how did the kitchen light suddenly turn on?
Weren't she and Xiao Chen sneaking into someone else's kitchen to steal food?
Both of them were here, so who turned on the light?
Raising her head in confusion, she looked toward the doorway and found the kitchen door open at some unknown point.
A pot-bellied, middle-aged man in a robe, holding a large stick as thick as an arm, was glaring at them with wide eyes.
