Jiang Qingli's heart leaped, and she started to turn around.
But Baili Jing knew her too well. He anticipated her movement, raised a hand to the back of her head, and pressed her into his embrace.
Jiang Qingli's face was buried in softness, enveloped by the pleasant scent of cedar as the tips of her ears burned.
A moment ago, she had only turned her head a little, but she had seen a tall, slender shadow.
It was Xie Youchen.
They had just confirmed their feelings last night. Jiang Qingli had planned to talk to him after waking up, but who could have known he'd catch her sitting in another male's lap, calling him hubby.
And of all people, to be caught with Baili Jing.
In the past, whenever she and Baili Jing had secret dates, she'd be on pins and needles every time they were caught.
It was the same now.
Her heart hammering, Jiang Qingli raised a hand and gently poked Baili Jing in the small of his back, signaling for him to let go.
She thought her movement was very subtle.
