Once she thought it through, she felt a bit scared.
A realization quickly grew in her heart — she seemed a little excited, yet more afraid that Bai Lingyun was angry.
"Ding" — the elevator door opened.
Bai Lingyun walked inside, dragging her suitcase, without looking back.
Mu Xing drooped her head. Okay, alright, she would go in and deal with it.
She'd go in and explain clearly to him. At worst, she would agree to his previous proposal.
But she still hadn't figured out what kind of hot position had stirred things earlier.
Mu Xing, accepting her fate, followed him into the apartment.
She had just passed the door when she saw a pair of women's slippers by the shoe cabinet, her eyes suddenly widened.
When did he have women's slippers here?
Who used them?
"Hey."
"Bang"
As she spoke out, Bai Lingyun turned, tossed away the suitcase, kicked the door shut, and his body came close instantly.
