Connie peeked inside and saw him fumbling awkwardly. She was simultaneously exasperated and amused. After he stuffed the clothes in, Connie pulled them back out. She had made up her mind—she'd never indulge him like she used to.
Tong Aino shot her a sideways glance. The two began a tug-of-war: she pulled out, he stuffed in. It was a silent battle—the two pairs of ears pressed against the door outside didn't catch a single sound.
"Why's there no sound?" Yi Luowa blinked.
"Maybe they made up and are applying medicine. You can't talk while doing that." Teng Ai Ni, unwilling to give up, listened for a while longer, then finally shook her head in resignation.
"Let's head to my room and keep watch. If they start fighting, we'll hear it from over there."
Teng Ai Ni nodded and followed Yi Luowa back to the bedroom. The two even left the door open, just in case they missed any noises.
