He ran his hand through the girl's waterfall-like brown hair.
The nightdress and other clothes had long been kicked to some unknown place. Zhou Sinin stuck an arm out from under the quilt and rubbed her eyes.
"Are you hungry? I brought you breakfast."
"I want to drink water..."
Zhou Sinin, with a hoarse voice and a gulp at her throat, grabbed the corner of the quilt to cover her body.
When Lu Jincheng brought the water cup, she tried to grab the nightdress from under the bed but her legs went limp, and she plopped down on the floor, unable to stand up after a couple of attempts.
"It's all your fault! I hate you!"
The man stifled his laughter and said nothing, but leaned over to the gritting Zhou Sinin and picked her up.
"I'll run a bath for you. Soak for a bit, and you'll feel better soon."
"..."
Zhou Sinin hesitated for a long time, really too tired, so she nodded.
Lu Jincheng carried her into the bathroom and placed her into the bathtub.
