Mr. Lu did not notice Zhou Sinin's little actions.
In fact, men in wise time are often in a state of self-protection and don't think too much.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and returned to the man's arms, with an irrepressible smile on her face.
"Why so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down his phone.
In the dark, he could still see the pair of small dimples at Zhou Sinin's mouth.
"Nowhere."
The girl pursed her lips, adding some charm to her soft tone.
After lying together for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin pushed her hair to one side, raised her chin, turned over and lay on Lu Jincheng's chest, and asked.
"Hey, normally people say something now, right?"
The redness on her face hadn't completely faded; her eyes seemed to be filled with a watery light, reflecting Lu Jincheng's lazy silhouette.
It's a scene captivating enough to intoxicate any man.
"Um..."
