A plot.

The couple returned to the party freshly showered and smelling similarly like daisies. If someone looked closer, they would notice that Chi Lian's face was awfully red and Muyang was looking at her like a doting husband does a wife.

As they walked, he wrapped one around her waist and carefully helped her down the stairs as if she was suddenly so delicate.

"Stop looking at me like that." Chi Lian whispered to him as she pinched his hard waist.. Even though she could not see it, she could feel it. And the more he looked at her like that, the harder she blushed.

"But I can't help myself, I keep thinking about what we did in the bathroom." He whispered back.

When she heard his words, her face turned even redder, and the tips of her ears became hot.

"I didn't do anything, you used my hands to help yourself." She squealed.