Mr. Lu didn't notice Zhou Sinin's little movements.
In fact, men in their Wise Time often remain in a self-protective state, refraining from overthinking.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and returned to the man's embrace, her eyebrows and eyes filled with uncontrollable joy.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down his phone.
Even in the darkness, he could still see the pair of small dimples on Zhou Sinin's lips.
"Why would I be?"
The girl pursed her lips, a hint of coquettishness added to her soft voice.
After lying together for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin pushed her hair to one side, lifted her chin, and rolled over onto Lu Jincheng's chest.
"Hey, what should one usually say at a time like this?"
The redness on her face had yet to completely fade, and her eyes seemed to be filled with a watery light, reflecting Lu Jincheng's lazy silhouette.
