He was even more certain that trouble liked looking for his Langjun. She didn't mind her business and found trouble everywhere she went.
He pondered about it. He needed to get up and leave his current position. He pulled the couch, shifting it towards the corner of the wall, and sat there.
Jiang Pengji was speechless and lowered her voice, "Why did you shift the couch here?"
Xu Ke rolled his eyes, saying, "In order to sit comfortably."
Both looked at each other silently. They did not imagine each other to be like that; they must have been blind.
How could Xu Ke's hearing be better than Jiang Pengji's?
He placed his ear against the wall. The sound from the other side became gradually clearer. Even though a gentleman should not eavesdrop, Xu Ke was not a strictly a gentleman of importance. Since his Langjun was openly eavesdropping, why should he hold himself back?