Sister Qing looked Dazhuang up and down, a flicker of surprise flashing in her eyes, as if she was shocked by something.
I had thought Sister Qing would scold Dazhuang fiercely, but to my surprise, she just giggled, "Cut it out, I didn't realize you were quite the smooth talker."
Being women, we certainly like to hear compliments; I have to say, Dazhuang's emotional intelligence has really improved a lot.
"Alright, you two should head back to rest now, please keep today's incident a secret for me!"
Hearing Sister Qing's words, Dazhuang and I nodded in agreement and then turned to go back to our rooms.
Lying in bed, the scene from before still made my face feel hot.
I never expected Sister Qing to be so lonely, but then again, it wasn't hard to understand.
They say 'at thirty she's like a wolf, and at forty a tiger'; Sister Qing was at just the age to be wolfish and tigerish, so having desires was within reason.