Having chatted with A Yin, Li Shiyi was just about to walk towards the room; by the side of the stairs, she took out the hand that had been in her pocket, moving it, indicating to Song Shijiu to come forward. Li Shiyi reached out a hand, meaning to tug her, yet Song Shijiu avoided it seamlessly. Li Shiyi paused her steps, tilting her head to look at her; it wasn’t the first time she’d become aware that, if there were others around, Song Shijiu would put up a sense of propriety; when coming down the stairs, one after the other, when eating, single-minded; it seemed like it was only when it was the two of them that she would relax and retreat into Li Shiyi’s embrace, and especially didn’t much want A Yin to see their intimate appearance. With just a mild look, Song Shijiu knew that Li Shiyi was a bit angry; Song Shijiu blinked her faintly amorous almond eyes and looked at her, her eyes having a hesitant explanation in them. The sound of the chatter of those behind fell away; Song Shijiu