As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Song's eyes narrowed tightly, while Jin Zelin just felt that his words... seemed to easily lead people to think improper thoughts!
"Ah, I didn't mean it that way! I just, I just..."
Jin Zelin's expression was very conflicted, but just now, those words seemed to have bypassed his brain entirely and slipped out without even the slightest thought.
Seeing him stammering but failing to say anything substantial, Qin Song withdrew his arm, then quickly got up and dressed.
Very soon, Qin Song was ready, his long legs striding towards the door. Just before he opened it, he stopped, turned back, and glanced at Jin Zelin.
"Sleep well!"
Saying this, Qin Song opened the door, and his strong figure disappeared outside.
With a click, the door lock engaged.
Jin Zelin felt a strong, sour sensation in his heart, as if sour milk was churning in his stomach, that kind of feeling...
Why did he feel like he was abandoned by the senior brother?
