"Hmm?" Qin Nanyu looked down at Ji Weitian, who wore a guilty expression, raising his eyebrows and signaling her to speak.
Ji Weitian glanced at him and grumbled, "Why do only I have to confess? Don't you have anything you're hiding from me?"
"..."
"I'm giving you a chance to confess now, think carefully before answering." Ji Weitian took control of the situation, suddenly becoming assertive.
Qin Nanyu was caught off guard by her and couldn't respond for a while.
When he came around, he couldn't help but chuckle, "You're good at being the one who cries foul first."
Ji Weitian: "I call it reciprocity."
Ji Weitian climbed out of his arms, sat on the sofa across, and faced him, legs crossed.
"To be fair, let's confess together, gentlemen first."
Ji Weitian blocked his words directly, Qin Nanyu pursed his lips looking at her, she raised her chin, showing a face that left no room for negotiation.
Qin Nanyu noticed her weakened stance, paused, then smirked, speaking slowly.
