Lin Chu still didn't get any response.
"Lu Huai'an, are you not in the room?" She couldn't keep smiling, turned and walked to the door, asking once more, "If you're not here, I'm just going out like this?"
Apart from the two of them, there were no servants in the small building, which was indeed a bit inappropriate, but nobody could see.
It doesn't matter.
Lu Huai'an, annoyed by the noise, stubbed out his cigarette and stood up from the sofa, coldly saying, "Wait."
Lin Chu, who was in the bathroom, put down the hand that was gripping the doorknob when she heard him.
The corners of her lips slowly curved upward.
Lu Huai'an stretched his long legs and walked to the wardrobe.
He had lived here alone before, so the wardrobe naturally was filled only with dark-colored clothes, but after he opened the door, a large part of the space was occupied by various colors.
Summer clothes, mostly cool dresses, or camisoles and shorts.
