Qiao Xia's hands were shaking terribly, and as she let go, the sheet wrapped around her chest slipped down. She was held unabashedly on Mu Liang's lap, who was fully dressed, making her blush all over. She struggled desperately, yet Mu Liang, with his mischievousness, played with her for a good while. Only before Qiao Xia died of embarrassment did he mercifully let her go. Her legs were so weak she wobbled as she ran to wash up, legs trembling all the way.
Mu Liang laughed behind her back.
Qiao Xia glared back at him and closed the bathroom door, even locking it, lest someone transformed into a wolf again.
Qiao Xia washed up and changed her clothes. Mu Liang also changed his outfit, and by some tacit understanding, they ended up wearing the same color scheme, looking just like a couple. Qiao Xia, delighted, hugged his arm, "We have such tacit understanding."
"Hmm, do it a few more times, and we'll have even more tacit understanding."
"..." Qiao Xia's face turned red, "Pervert!"
