Jiang Xiaoyu was cleaning up the wardrobe and half of the space was set aside for Bian Yaxin to put on his clothes. He did not notice the footsteps coming from the stairs.

The voice is getting closer and closer, Bian Yaxin's heart has been saying, the bedroom door is not closed, her eyes pretend to be unconcerned to look out, Xu Yiyang went to the second floor and returned directly to the guest room, not to them, it seems that the door is closed directly.

"Light rain, yesterday you and Xu Yiyang were like this, sleeping separately?"

Suddenly asked by Bian Yaxin, Jiang Xiaoyu immediately thought that she was...