Mr. Lu did not notice Zhou Sinin's little movements.
In fact, during Wise Time, men are often in a state of self-protection, not doing much thinking.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and returned to the man's embrace, unable to hide the joyful expression on her face.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down his phone.
In the darkness, he could still see the dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin's mouth.
"No, I'm not."
The girl pursed her lips, a touch of coyness added to her soft, gentle tone.
After lying together for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin brushed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin, turned over, and lay on Lu Jincheng's chest, asking.
"Hey, at this time, aren't you supposed to say something?"
The blush on her face had not completely faded, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a shimmering light, reflecting the lazy image of Lu Jincheng.
