But instead of leaving, they kissed each other, possibly infected by the passionate love downstairs.
About half an hour later, they felt that strange sound gradually disappear.
So they stopped kissing and flew away together.
Zhang Jingdong then pulled open the bed curtain, leaned against the wall, and quickly adjusted his breathing.
No choice, just now Lu Zhining insisted on drawing the bed curtain.
Because this lesson had a lot of knowledge points, he explained them a bit quickly, so his breathing was unusually off.
And Lu Zhining, needless to say, took a full minute to finally regain her ability to speak.
Zhang Jingdong reached out to help her tuck her long hair behind her ear, saying spontaneously, "Next time, just pull the curtain, this bed curtain is too dangerous!"
Lu Zhining looked at him coyly and delightedly, "I was afraid that Fang might suddenly come back."
"Didn't she say she won't come back?"
"Do you know what 'just in case' means?"
"Fine, are you happy then?"
