Wang Ran's expression froze.
He hadn't yet decided when to eat the steamed buns, but the steamed buns were already drooling over him.
His emotions were in disarray.
He stood in front of the door, momentarily unsure what to do, whether to rush in eagerly or to sneak away quietly.
He was torn.
Barge in?
But he clearly knew that Yiya was up to no good towards him, so how could he deliver himself to her doorstep voluntarily?
Wouldn't that make him look lascivious?
He was the Savior!
But on second thought, being lascivious is human nature, who decreed that the Savior couldn't be frisky and must only be busy saving the world?
Wang Ran steeled his heart.
To refuse frisky behavior, it starts with you, him, and her!
He placed his hand on the doorknob, decided to go in and "exchange views" with Yiya; it was then that a barely audible chanting sound suddenly came from inside the door.
"#@¥!@¥%..."
He grew suspicious, what strange noise was that?
Click!