He ran his hand through the girl's waterfall-like long brown hair.
The nightgown and other clothes had long been kicked somewhere chaotic; Zhou Sinin stuck an arm out of the blanket, rubbed her eyes.
"Hungry? I brought you breakfast."
"I want some water..."
Zhou Sinin's voice was raspy, a gulp sounded from her throat, clutching the edge of the blanket to cover her body.
When Lu Jincheng brought the cup of water, she tried to grab the nightgown under the bed, but her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground with a thump, trying twice but unable to stand.
"It's all your fault! I hate you!"
The man, stifling a laugh, said nothing, but leaned close to the gritting Zhou Sinin, picking her up.
"I'll run a bath for you, you'll feel better after a soak."
"..."
Zhou Sinin hesitated for quite a while, her body utterly exhausted; she finally nodded.
Lu Jincheng carried her to the bathroom, putting her into the bathtub.
