Liu Chaoyan laughed without a word and turned to walk toward Han Muxue's room.
Shen Mochen, holding Xia Qingrou's foot, chuckled, "White, eh? Senior Xia seems to have a preference for this style."
At first, Xia Qingrou didn't react, but then her face turned red with embarrassment, and she bit her lip, "You scoundrel, don't look! Let go!"
Shen Mochen defended himself righteously, "You were the one who invited me to look!"
Xia Qingrou, flustered with anger, said, "If you keep this up, I'm going to tell the inspectors!"
"Alright, alright, I'll let go," Shen Mochen said reluctantly, gently placing Xia Qingrou's foot back on the sofa and even casually pulling down her skirt for her.
It was only then that Xia Qingrou huffily nestled into the corner of the sofa and started munching on a watermelon.
Shen Mochen shamelessly scooted closer, "Don't be mad, come on, so I saw your underwear, big deal! I could let you see mine, and then we'd be even!"
