"..."
Tong Ran clutched her clothes and ran into the room.
Mo Nanjue really did take a shower, and when he came out, he was wearing a tailored Armani casual shirt in a pleasing light pink color. He had his hands in his pockets, "Get up."
Tong Ran was sitting at the computer, playing 2048. She scooped a spoonful of cake, her mouth full, "So you were helping me put on my bra, huh? I saw the browsing history..."
The man came over and kissed her mouth, not letting her continue talking.
Tong Ran's eyes widened. A mouthful of cake tasted sweeter when shared between two people. Mo Nanjue straightened up, his fingers lightly pressing down at the corner of his mouth, "Eat less, you'll get fat."
"Fat is fine."
Tong Ran successfully got sidetracked. She stood up and suddenly glanced at him, "Where did this outfit come from?"
"The hotel sent it."
"Is it free?"
"No."
