Mr. Lu didn't notice Zhou Sinin's little movements.
In fact, during Wise Time, a man often finds himself in a self-protective state, avoiding overthinking.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, returned to the man's embrace, and couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
"Why so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down his phone.
In the darkness, he could still see the pair of small dimples on Zhou Sinin's lips.
"No reason."
The girl pressed her lips together, a touch of charming coyness in her soft tone.
After lying together cuddled for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin pushed her hair to the other side, raised her chin, and flipped over to lie on Lu Jincheng's chest, asking,
"Hey, aren't you supposed to say something at a time like this?"
The blush on her face hadn't fully faded, and her eyes seemed to be filled with shimmering water, reflecting the lazy silhouette of Lu Jincheng.
