"Go… go to my room," An Yue said urgently.
Dang Yang stopped and looked at An Yue.
An Yue clutched the neckline of her nightgown tightly with both hands, glaring at Dang Yang both angrily and shyly.
Dang Yang let go of her.
An Yue adjusted her clothes, unwillingly walked into the villa, and Dang Yang followed her.
"…Be careful, don't get caught," An Yue instructed Dang Yang.
"Feels like we're having an affair," Dang Yang said, lowering his voice to avoid angering An Yue, afraid that if she got upset, she wouldn't let him stay the night, and he'd have to endure it again.
Enduring it for too long is harmful and uncomfortable.
An Yue had already figured out what kind of person Dang Yang was. Although she was angry, she didn't say anything, just gave him a vicious glare and quietly led him into the house and up the stairs…
As soon as they entered the room, An Yue locked the door behind them, finally breathing a sigh of relief.
