"Look at you, acting all guilty like a thief. What were you up to just now?" She pointed at Norton Abyss.
"Were you guys having a pants-off contest? Or rock-paper-scissors strip tease!?"
"I..." Fiona Schmidt was left speechless, not knowing how to explain.
Not far away, Norton Abyss had already put on his pants. The man seemed completely unbothered, standing up calmly with a faint smile on his lips.
That handsome face, under the light, looked especially three-dimensional and perfect.
Fiona's face turned even redder. She slightly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him. Walter Schmidt had been observing from the side, noticing his sister's shy expression, and smiled.
"What were you up to exactly? Look at you, acting all guilty!" He patted his sister's shoulder and lowered his head to look at her.
Fiona became more embarrassed, covering her face in shame. She looked up and glared at Norton Abyss, muttering, "It's all your fault!"
