บท 41: Chapter 41: Intimate Female Friend

Qin Shuang's face froze instantly.

The phone in her hand felt like it was electrifying, with currents passing through her fingertips, coursing into her limbs and body, shocking her until she felt half her face go numb.

Her hand shook involuntarily, and the phone tumbled from her grasp, landing on the bed.

Qin Shuang frantically ended the video call.

Two seconds later, He Zhiyao's voice uncontrollably echoed again in her mind.

And then, certain discordant images emerged along with it.

Qin Shuang felt a surge of agitation rushing to her forehead, burning her face with heat.

Crazy.

He Zhiyao really had no sense of propriety.

Qin Shuang raised her hand to rub her burning face, but this did nothing to quell the intense heat; instead, it made her ears start burning too.

She grabbed the quilt and covered herself up tightly.

At that moment, her phone "dinged" with a notification.