Is that Youyou?
The two looked at each other.
They could hear the pitter-pattering of footsteps from outside this bedroom.
Soon after, Youyou's light-hearted and tender voice rang about. "Stupid mommy, Youyou is back!"
With a click , the lights in the living room were switched on by the little lad; this action was followed by his thumping footsteps up the stairs in search of her.
"Mommy ~ ~ ~"
The man's brows gave a sharp twitch. Why did the rascal have to return at this hour?
Yun Shishi was absolutely horrified. Her mind went blank. Not daring to utter a sound, she quickly grabbed her overcoat.
Alas, she could not see where he had thrown it in this darkness.
She did not dare to switch on the bedroom lights for fear of attracting the boy's attention to this room.
She was hobbling in embarrassment by then.
She was acting as if she had been caught in an indecent act!
"Where're my clothes?!"
As the boy was taking his time to climb up the stairs, she took the opportunity to stand up and look for her clothes. In her hurry to push him away, and because she did not switch on the lights in the room as she fumbled around, she bumped into his chin.
The two knocked against each other as they missed their steps.
The man lost his balance and fell backward when he was hit.
As her shoulder strap got caught on to a button of his shirt, she was pulled along and tumbled on top of him.
Ping pong! They fell to the ground.
Momentarily dumbstruck, he could only hiss, "Stupid woman!"
"How dare you blame me now?!"
"Can't you switch on the lights first?"
"I could faint at your words! What if he sees the lights?"
Oh, I'd better lock the room first!
She forgot that her clothes' shoulder strap was still caught on to his shirt button when she got up, so with a forceful jerk , she fell back onto his chest again.
He was almost made speechless by her intelligence.
"What do you mean?"
"It's still caught on to my shirt button!" the man hissed.
Feeling awkward, she hurriedly reached out to remove the snagged part in vain.
"…" He was angered and teased by her clumsiness.
His intention was to have a good time with her before he left the country; how did they end up in such an embarrassing situation?!
"Switch on the lights first!"
"You stand up first!"
"How do I stand up when my strap is entangled with your shirt button?"
"How do you expect me to switch on the lights when you are on top of me?" The man was silent for half a second before he asked, "Where's the switch?"
The woman held her chin and sighed, her heart close to despondency.
The boy leisurely took a round upstairs. He could not see anyone, so he went to check the balcony. His mommy had some potted plants, and the first thing she would usually do upon her return was to head over there to water those.
There was no one on the balcony, either.
He wondered if his mother was home yet.
Worried, he quickly took out his mobile phone to call her.
After a few seconds' silence, he heard the phone ring in the living room downstairs.
He was really puzzled by now.
Is she downstairs, then?
Thus, he hurried down again and followed the ringing sound all the way to the bag she had placed on top of the cabinet.
So she's already home?
His eyelids jumped abruptly.
Why did she not answer when he incessantly called for her moments before?
Was his mommy playing hide and seek with him?
"Mommy, where are you? Youyou is home and wants your hugs and kisses!"
The man could not help being stunned by what he heard.
This lad could do a one-eighty before his mother and him.
What a rascal!