"Cough, cough, cough,"
Startled, Qin Shuang shivered and turned around to see that the unexpected visitor was none other than Old Master Song.
In a panic, she leaped off He Zhiyao and tugged at him, "You, you need to change clothes quickly!"
He Zhiyao was still in his pajamas. It didn't matter when nobody was around, but now that they had company, it was quite inappropriate.
That was what Qin Shuang had meant.
But the moment she blurted out the suggestion to change clothes, everyone's gaze zeroed in on her.
After a second of silence, Qin Shuang suddenly realized how foolish her comment had been.
It was as if she had announced to everyone exactly what they had been up to.
Qin Shuang's face, already flushed with heat, turned scorching hot once again. Embarrassed and wanting to disappear, she didn't care who else was around as she grabbed He Zhiyao by the collar and dragged him toward the bedroom.