Huo Jincheng stood up. Yes, he was teasing her.
"I haven't showered yet."
Huo Jincheng: "It's okay."
Lu Xingzhi: "..."
What does "it's okay" mean?
Lu Xingzhi didn't dwell on it; she still favored cleanliness.
Just as she was about to go to the bathroom to shower, she heard Huo Jincheng say, "No hurry, wash later!"
Lu Xingzhi murmured to herself: It's hardly a "later!"
"Let's go!" Huo Jincheng pulled Lu Xingzhi into the room.
"Zhi Zhi, I miss you. It feels like I'm thinking about you all the time."
"I miss you too."
"Good girl..."
...
It was nearly three in the morning when Lu Xingzhi went to shower, almost with her eyes closed, exhausted beyond measure, carried by Huo Jincheng.
As for how she ended up lying in bed, she didn't even know.
The apartment Lu Xingzhi lived in had only a bedroom and a study.
The rest, originally had another room, but it was opened up to place the piano there.
