I was so furious when I saw his expression. He looked as if he hadn't done anything wrong. I scolded, "I remembered locking the door, so how did you get in?"
"There is something in this world called a key. You wouldn't think I'm so stupid that I couldn't even use a key right? Besides, the spare key was in the study next door, and you were the one who told me to go there. It's not my fault." Jordan spread out his hands, acting like an innocent boy. It was as if he didn't do anything wrong at all.
"You pervert!" I rolled my eyes at him, ran away, and locked myself in the bathroom.
As soon as I closed the door, I quickly rushed to the sink and splashed water on my face. Then, I looked at myself in the mirror.
I was just hoping that nothing happened the night before.
A series of knocks on the door interrupted my thoughts. I heard Jordan lean against the bathroom door as he teased, "I remembered that you weren't this shy when you were in my arms last night." "Get lost!" I raised my voice and shouted at him.
"Haha..." Jordan laughed happily, and then the shadow under the door gradually disappeared along with his voice.
I didn't want to bump into him downstairs. Hence, I deliberately wasted time in the bathroom before going down.
When I reached the stairs, I even wandered around the hall to make sure that he was not there. Then only did I go to the kitchen and find something to eat.
Unfortunately, just as I turned my head, I saw Jordan sitting quietly at the dining table while playing with his phone.
He was focusing on his phone. However, when I was about to turn back, he spoke to Minnie calmly. "You can go heat up breakfast. Arianna and I will eat it soon."
I had no choice but to give up and sit opposite of him helplessly.
Jordan saw me walking over. He threw his phone on the table and stared at me with great interest.
Noticing his gaze, I was puzzled and touched my face naturally. "What are you looking at?"
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