"...Someone's here!" Sheng Shushu whispered hesitantly.
As Sheng Shushu spoke, the elevator came to a stop, and other residents who looked like they had just finished night shifts, visibly exhausted, entered.
Xiao Yu didn't know if it was the alcohol he had consumed tonight that muddled his brain, but he slightly turned his body, shielding her thoroughly.
"Can't see anymore." Completely serious.
Then, he continued to kiss her.
Sheng Shushu: "..."
She raised her hand and hit Xiao Yu's chest.
Perhaps because of the sturdy material, he didn't feel it much, so she pinched his waist to make him pay a bit more attention to their appearance.
He had bought this house early; what if someone recognized him and news broke out tomorrow that Professor Xiao was passionately kissing someone in the elevator?
Xiao Yu, wary of the pinching, eventually backed off slightly, giving her a chance to try to wriggle out of his arms.
Xiao Yu turned back and pulled her into his embrace again.