Zhao Chun was utterly speechless. The more he thought about it, the more terrified he felt. What was with the extra person—could you even call that human? Plus, was the protagonist in the second story an idiot? The thief was right there in the unlit living room, for heaven's sake! Why wouldn't you just escape? Are you waiting to be tied up by the thief?!!!
Lowering his head, Zhao Chun sighed helplessly as he looked at Meng Shuyan's adorable, snow-angel face. Kids really are just kids—they can still laugh at times like these. What should he do? He found himself wishing he could go back to being a child too.
Suddenly, a breeze from outside swept in through the window, making the shadows on the wall flicker. "Knock, knock." The abrupt sound of knocking reverberated, startlingly clear in the quiet atmosphere. Zhao Chun shuddered and let out a shocked yell.
"Hey guys, it's so hot tonight, I whipped up some chilled drinks. Want some?" Tian Sangsang stood smiling at the doorway.
