Dirtied Bedsheets (1)

"That was all! Think about it, I'm around you every day. How much time do I have to look for him." Mu Xiaoxiao sulkily puffed up her cheeks. "It's all that person's fault. Does he not know the meaning of privacy, taking videos of others and uploading it online? Outrageous."

Then she noticed his hand, feeling its way to her lips, and he bent his head to give her a peck.

"Okay, stop kissing already." Mu Xiaoxiao blushed and slapped his hand away. Then she was reminded that she was still in his arms, covered by a blanket that was hiding a lewd smell, and her face burned up again.

"I'm going to… wash my hands."

She quickly jumped out of bed and ran out as though she was escaping from something.

"Wait." Yin Shaojie quickly grabbed her lest she run out and be seen by others. Anyone experienced in this could surely tell they have been doing "it" in the room.

He adjusted his clothes and took her to the sofa.