"Chu Ge, are you... okay?" Qin Ruojing asked worriedly and confusedly, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"I'm fine, what could possibly be wrong with me?" Chu Ge tried to regulate his breathing rhythm, forcing a casual smile.
"If you're fine, why didn't you open the door for so long, and only answered the phone now? And your voice... why is it so hoarse?"
"Oh, Boss Su just taught me a set of traditional Chinese massage techniques. I learned from him, and this technique requires intense concentration, which is why I didn't come to open the door for you. Also, it's quite tiring to practice, and it made my voice feel a bit fiery. Anyway, I won't explain now; a sentence or two wouldn't make it clear. You two just go back to your rooms and sleep, alright, bye."
