Back at Jinxiu Garden, Xiao Qing threw herself onto the sofa as soon as she entered the house, not wanting to move an inch.
Last night, this man really went overboard. She didn't know how many times it happened, but by the end, her arms and legs were too weak to exert any strength.
Lu Jinyang saw her lying on the sofa and didn't call out to her; he just went into his room.
Although he had taken a shower in the morning, after a trip to the hospital, he smelled like disinfectants, and he had to take another shower.
However, he had just taken off his shirt when he heard a muffled groan from the living room. Without thinking, he rushed outside to see what was going on, only to twitch his lips when he saw the situation in the living room.
Xiao Qing was holding her forehead with one hand and her phone with the other, her expression one of pain, clearly from just having hit herself with her phone.
Lu Jinyang leaned against the wall with an almost amused look as he watched her.
