"Miss Ye, will you give me the key to your home?" Xiao Jinghan bowed his head, his forehead only two centimeters from Ye Weiwei's, his eyes filled with her reflection.
Ye Weiwei took a nervous step back, coughing and waving her hands, "No."
What a joke, giving him the key — what if there's an accidental discharge at night!
"So you see, the developer is very considerate." Xiao Jinghan's finger tapped Ye Weiwei's lips, then he turned and pulled her toward the living room.
There is a wall in the living room that is shared with Ye Weiwei's apartment.
Whenever Ye Weiwei inspected the area, she would wonder if adding a door there would connect the two apartments.
Today, Xiao Jinghan told her, yes.
Just now, five seconds ago, Xiao Jinghan lightly pressed on a door, then a beep sounded, and the door automatically opened.
She was pulled through that door by Xiao Jinghan, perfectly appearing in her own home.