Wang Ran's expression froze.
He had not yet decided when to eat the steamed bun, but the bun was already drooling over him.
His mood was somewhat messy.
He stood at the door, unsure of what to do for a moment—should he rush in without hesitation or should he sneak away?
He was entangled in indecision.
Rush in?
But he knew full well that Yiya harbored improper designs on him, so how could he willingly deliver himself to her door?
Wouldn't that make him appear lecherous?
He was the Savior, after all!
But on second thought, lust is human nature. Who decreed that a Savior cannot be sensual and must only be busy saving the world?
Wang Ran steeled his heart.
Reject the sensual, starting with yourself and others!
He placed his hand on the doorknob, deciding to go in and "exchange opinions" with Yiya, when suddenly a barely audible chant came from inside the door.
"#@¥!@¥%..."
Curiosity piqued, he wondered, what strange noise was that?
Click!