Shi Su wanted to get up, but her knees were so painful and numb, her body stiffened for a few seconds before she hurriedly moved back a few centimeters, only to meet the man's gaze again.
Jing Jihan looked at her calmly, with a depth and a faint smile in his calmness, his tone light and low as if only she could hear it: "What do you want to do?"
Shi Su quickly continued to retreat, finally stumbling and simply sat down on the carpet, lifting her hand to awkwardly tuck her stray hair behind her ear, and then as if nothing had happened, used her elbow on the coffee table to stand up.
Then she hurriedly quickened her pace to the kitchen to find Mrs. Qin.
Jing Jihan was still sitting in the same place, looking down at his... um, crotch.
Then, the man rubbed his brow bone, helplessly chuckling.
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In the afternoon of the next day, Chujun sent a WeChat message: "Sister, you're on hot search again!"
In the past few months, Shi Su indeed had appeared on hot searches quite a few times.
