"Oh, so I came at a bad time..."
Leina looked at the lovebirds still connected by a string of saliva. The smile on her face faded, then flattened, before she finally spoke with a teasing half-smile.
She wore a crisp short-sleeved shirt and hot pants that showed off her long legs. A golden-red three-legged crow design was printed on her shirt.
Qi Lin's face flushed slightly as she raised a hand to wipe the corner of her lips. Her moist, lychee-smooth cheeks were dotted with a light sheen of sweat, and her breathing was faintly unsteady.
Wang Ji turned around unhurriedly. In the doorway, lit by the afterglow of the setting sun, stood a woman who seemed like the sun itself. He nodded. "Na-jie..."
Then he sat down at the computer desk, casually crossing one leg over the other. "You came at just the right time. If you'd been any later, it really wouldn't have been right."
He did not dwell on why he had not locked the door. Any normal person should know to knock before entering someone else's room, especially someone of the opposite sex.
He was aboveboard. Entirely aboveboard.
"Have a seat, Na-jie." He smiled and gestured invitingly.
"Is that how you invite someone into your room? Do you have any manners at all?" Leina greeted Qi Lin, then frowned at Wang Ji in disdain.
It was not that much disdain. She had always been familiar with Wang Ji, and tossing out a few sarcastic remarks was normal.
Wang Ji kept his legs crossed and spread his hands indifferently. "You have to believe me, this is already my most polite posture toward you."
He had invited someone to sit down, yet he had sat first, crossing his legs in such an improper manner, while speaking as though