"Baby, you're putting a lot of pressure on me, please turn around and look."
Ye Xiao felt this was the most pressuring moment in her over nine thousand years of existence. She was now extremely regretful for facing the elevator doors—if only she had been facing away, she wouldn't feel any pressure at all. Ignorance would've blissfully shifted the awkwardness onto others.
Qiao Si turned around only to see pairs of eyes outside the elevator staring at him, and his face immediately turned red with embarrassment, frozen on the spot.
With a look of social death, Ye Xiao walked over and pressed the elevator button, and the doors finally began to close slowly.
There is definitely something wrong with this elevator. A normal elevator, even if the doors are opened, would not stay open forever unless there's someone in the doorway or someone outside pressing the button.
