She leapt with joy and threw herself into Lu Ming's arms, hooking her arms around his neck.
Playfully, she said, "You dare to ignore me? I thought you weren't coming."
"When did I lie to you?" Lu Ming hugged Jing Yiren and dragged her into the room, closing the door behind them. He pinched her little nose.
"You said you were at the mall!"
"I was indeed at the mall when you messaged me."
Saying that, Lu Ming suddenly scooped Jing Yiren up horizontally, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and placed her in the single armchair.
Then, he grabbed a paper bag leaning against the wall in the corner.
Lu Ming squatted in front of Jing Yiren, opened the bag, and took out a bottle of hydrating lotion.
"I've heard this is great for moisturizing. The air in W City is so dry, remember to apply it morning and night, then your skin won't feel so uncomfortable."
"..."
"And this, foot repair cream. They say in W City, eight out of ten people have cracked heels because it's so dry."
"..."
