I couldn't help but shiver. It wasn't the kind of fun, cozy shiver you get while listening to sleep-aid audio, but the "I’m eating a whole pizza by myself and feel like someone is watching me" kind of chill.
A flickering shadow at the door confirmed my intuition. Someone was eavesdropping.
I gave Xiao Jingming a subtle kick under the table. He caught my drift, his jaw tightening almost imperceptibly. We let the silence stretch out, thick and heavy like one of Grandma’s fruitcakes.
Chapter 16