Gu Yu's movement tugging at her hand paused slightly, and he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice, "Do you think I'm going to knock on their door?"
"Isn't that the case?" Tang Yuran lifted her head, looking at him somewhat confusedly.
"Am I the kind of person who knocks on people's doors when they are doing that sort of thing?" Gu Yu turned his head to look at her with a mix of annoyance and amusement.
"Uh... yes..." Tang Yuran nodded subconsciously, then quickly realized her mistake and shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, you're not that kind of person."
"Then why are you still holding onto me?" Gu Yu pointed at her hands that were tightly wrapped around his waist and teased, "Can't bear to let me go?"
"Not at all..." Tang Yuran pursed her lips, let go of his waist, and said quietly, "Since you're not going to knock on their door, then I'm relieved."
