Lu Xiaoyou was scrolling her phone with one hand, while the other hand wasn't idle either.
After she had browsed through several apps, she felt like her wrist and fingers were about to give out.
The bedroom was filled with an ambiguous scent, and the satisfied man was in high spirits, with his handsome brows and eyes illuminated by the warm yellow light from the bedside lamp.
Lu Xiaoyou leaned against the headboard, not wanting to move.
Long Xiliang carried her to the washroom to wash her hands.
Returning to the bed, Long Xiliang glanced at his phone, "Zhou Qi has already planned out the party flow."
Lu Xiaoyou snapped back to reality, shocked: "So fast?!"
She had just told Long Xiliang that she wanted to host a private party, and Long Xiliang had already got Zhou Qi to arrange the party flow!
"I gave him two hours, it's plenty of time."
Lu Xiaoyou: "..."
Was this man praising his secretary's exceptional skills, or was he boasting about his own longevity!
