"What are you guys doing?" Lin Xuanyu asked, his voice dripping with exaggerated disbelief as he entered the room. His delicate features were arranged into a perfect picture of concern, eyes wide and lips slightly parted.
Zhao Yichen's previously confused gaze suddenly cleared. "Oh, you two must've done something wrong," he said, his tone laced with playful amusement as he looked between Su Wanyan and Qin Yuran.
Han Jiho hummed thoughtfully, arms crossed. "You should also kneel down," he commented, urging Zhao Yichen to join the others on the floor.
Zhao Yichen just smiled at him and snaked an arm around Han Jiho's waist. "Come on, it wasn't that terrifying," he said, a stupid, lovestruck grin plastered on his face.
