บท 1220: Keep Up the Good Work

"En." Muir had long tossed that thought out of his mind. He looked at Bai Qingqing's lips with a gaze filled with worry.

Bai Qingqing gave up completely, saying dejectedly, "Forget it. Up to you, then."

The atmosphere was completely ruined. Maybe she should wait for another two days before discussing it with him.

Muir also heaved a sigh of relief. God knew how much endurance it took for him to refuse such intimacy.

The two of them held hands and walked down the stairs, encountering Parker, who was crouching on the floor secretively, sniffing something.

"What are you doing?" Bai Qingqing asked, feeling baffled and a little guilty-stricken.

Parker stood up and assessed them. This made Bai Qingqing feel even more guilty.

He had definitely guessed it. Thankfully, they hadn't done anything. Otherwise, it'd be awkward.

"What are you looking at!" Bai Qingqing lashed out first, feigning anger.