Bo Jing held a stiff expression as he reached for the doorknob to Lin Zhijing’s room, but he froze abruptly. His palm trembled violently, his knuckles strained to the point of turning translucent.
He did not want Ye Xi'an and Lin Zhijing to mate, but if he barged in now, he would certainly ruin Ye Xi'an's pleasure.
Yiyang puffed out his cheeks and looked at Bo Jing. "Brother Bo, are we not going in?" His expression was one of grievance.
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