"If you love to fool around, then fool around." Yan Jian replied unceremoniously.
Jamie couldn't hide his embarrassment, so he just cleared his throat and said, "Alright, then I'll close my eyes."
Yan Jian ignored him, walked straight to the partition, and lifted the curtain. But he still stood there.
Yan Jian turned around and glared at him, "Why don't you come in already?"
He stood there helplessly and shrugged, "I'm closing my eyes. At least give me a pull."
Yan Jian sighed, stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve, and turned around to pull him toward the doorway. Unexpectedly, his long legs caught up in two steps, and his hand naturally slid over to intentionally or unintentionally grasp Yan Jian's hand.
Yan Jian shivered, stopped, and turned back, "What are you doing?"
Jamie seemed to realize abruptly and quickly slid his hand away, "Accident, my apologies."
But there was undoubtedly a satisfied smile at the corners of his eyes.
