Tang Yuxiu suddenly shouted in a deep voice, suppressing hearts in the otherwise silent black and white apartment.
Gu Yan's hand trembled suddenly, nearly pulling off the button she was holding.
She looked up, both ashamed and puzzled, at Tang Yuxiu, unsure of what he intended to do.
Tang Yuxiu's indifferent face now had a shade of gloominess, and Gu Yan couldn't help but shrink her neck.
She wasn't intentionally slow in undressing; she was just too nervous and her hands shook. The more anxious a person is, the more they struggle to accomplish tasks!
Just as she was about to apologize, Tang Yuxiu spoke first.
"Since you've come this far, you should have been mentally prepared for this! What, everything is set in stone and you still want to play hard to get?"
Gu Yan's little face flushed with embarrassment as she defended herself, "You're overthinking it, I didn't do anything like that."
"Hmph." Tang Yuxiu snorted coldly, his whole demeanor exuding disdain for Gu Yan.
