“Boom boom...”
There was a wicked knock on the door, and the two people in the house paused.
The lips were still pressed, and the breathing blended, but the charming atmosphere that was finally brewing was gone.
Jordan Ye opened his eyes and moved a little away, his face was still red.
She loosened the hem of his waist, a little uncomfortable, and whispered: “Probably Aunt Zoey, I’ll go and see.”
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