"Think you can fool me? You students think I was born yesterday?! I'll find you even if you're hiding under the stairs kissing!"
Lu Qingyan's eyes widened in indignation.
We are NOT kissing! We are hiding from a tyrant!
Although she knew this was the enemy's tactic to find them, Lu Qingyan was still a little nervous.
Wang Jingyuan's lips were tightly covered by her hands.
Due to their closeness, the disorderly and warm breaths of the two entangled ambiguously in the small space.
Then, he perceived a very light fragrance from the body of the girl.
In this dark and gloomy environment, it was like a vine as it twisted and grew, slowly spreading towards him without restraint.
It unexpectedly aroused a ticklish sensation in one's heart.
He stared at the hand that was covering his lips and the corner of his mouth moved slightly.
"Strange, I clearly saw them running over here."
The director's voice gradually faded away and Lu Qingyan finally let out a sigh of relief.
