Wang Dahai was staring blankly, when had she come back?
How come there wasn't any sound at all?
Why was she just in the living room...
As he was lost in thought, Yan Jing also suddenly realized that the room had gone silent.
Her face, full of desire, turned towards him, meeting Wang Dahai's eyes just in time.
She paused for two seconds, then suddenly screamed "Ah" and hurriedly pressed down her skirt with her fingers.
Intense embarrassment engulfed her, and she nearly buried her head in her chest.
"You, I, I..." She was at a loss for words.
Although she had been seen comforting at home before, that was at her own house.
But this was Wang Dahai's home, and it felt completely different.
"Ahem."
Wang Dahai coughed lightly, pretending he hadn't seen anything, and asked casually, "When did you come over?"
"Just arrived a while ago."
Yan Jing still didn't dare look at him and changed the subject, "Did you hear anything from XiXi's room…"