After a brief explanation, Ji Anning got up and went upstairs.
While walking, she patted her burning face with her hand.
This is too embarrassing, too embarrassing. I should've switched the channel the moment that scene came up. Why did I keep watching with such relish?
And to think I could talk about it so casually… isn't it just… rolling in the sheets…?
Ah! I really want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out again.
Ji Chicheng watched Ji Anning beat a hasty retreat, and couldn't help but replay the scene from the TV moments ago in his mind. A certain part of his body started to heat up, especially with the alcohol fueling the fire, making the heat rise even quicker.
However, Ji Mingyue was still there, fanning the flames, "I hope I'm not intruding on your fun."
She held back her laughter, pretending to look at Ji Chicheng with an inquisitive face.
