Hearing Baili Jing's voice, Jiang Qingli fell silent.
'How strange. Why is it that every time someone is in my room, Baili Jing just happens to show up?'
'What kind of skill is this? A one-hundred-percent chance of being discovered...'
But there was no time to dwell on that. Jiang Qingli raised her index finger to her lips, making a shushing gesture at Ye Linyuan.
Ye Linyuan raised an eyebrow, leaned in close, and bit her lip.
His large palm cupped the back of her head, forcing her to tilt her face up. His serpent-like tongue pried her lips apart, tangling forcefully with her own.
And just like that, Ye Linyuan kissed her with total disregard for the situation.
Apparently hearing no response, Baili Jing, who was waiting outside the door, chuckled. "What's wrong, Xiao Li? Is it not a good time? No matter, I can just let myself in..."
Jiang Qingli's eyes flew open. She clutched at Ye Linyuan's shirt, her heart threatening to leap out of her chest.
