At that moment, Bei Yiyi, wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown, was sitting on the living room sofa with one leg crossed and the other leg raised above her head, practicing her leg's flexibility.
Bei Yiyi had trained in dance for over ten years and although she later switched to photography, she continued to practice the basic movements of dance at home every day, a habit she maintained for over a decade.
So, when Wu Yao turned the doorknob and entered the room, what caught his eye was Bei Yiyi striking a challenging pose.
Bei Yiyi was frozen in shock, having never expected Wu Yao to suddenly appear in her home.
She was sure she had locked the door, how did he get in?!!
As soon as her eyes met Wu Yao's gaze, Bei Yiyi's face turned crimson. In her panic to put her leg down, she hurled a cushion at Wu Yao in a fury, "Bastard, where the hell are you looking?!!!"
Wait a minute!
"How did you get in?!" Bei Yiyi jumped off the sofa, stormed up to him, ready to have it out with him.
