Ren Feng followed Liou Rumei out of the hall and into a small room.
Liou Rumei closed the door, instantly isolating the sounds of the women playing around in the hall.
Ren Feng took a look at the room; it was very simple, with a bed there, and the rest was just a wardrobe.
Liou Rumei turned on the light, and the slightly orange and dim light filled the room, inexplicably giving off an ambiguous feeling.
"Have a seat."
Liou Rumei smiled charmingly and started making tea beside the table.
Ren Feng didn't sit down; instead, he took a closer look at Liou Rumei.
Liou Rumei was making tea, ignoring Ren Feng's gaze from the side.
Soon enough, the tea was ready, and Liou Rumei handed a cup to Ren Feng.
"This is my private room. Whenever I feel down and upset, I come here," Liou Rumei smiled charmingly. "This place always reminds me of certain things."
Ren Feng accepted the tea, the cup very small, and drank it in one go.
"Not bad." Ren Feng licked his lips.
