"Hmm." Luoz nodded, sitting on the sofa and watching her, feeling like they were an old married couple who had lived together for many years, natural and harmonious.
Zhang Yuan tapped on the keyboard unhurriedly, saying lightly, "I can give it to you tonight."
"No rush." Luoz looked at her, her calm face, focused eyes, and constantly tapping fingers seemed very composed, completely unshaken by what had happened earlier.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuan finally stopped typing, "Luoz, I think I should get you a keyboard."
Blinking once, then again, Luoz didn't react, blankly asking, "Why?"
"So you can kneel on it when you're idle." Zhang Yuan rolled her eyes and turned to continue typing.
Luoz: "..."
Did he do something wrong?
"You didn't do anything wrong, it's just, you provoked women other than me." Zhang Yuan's voice remained calm, but Luoz felt she seemed angry.
