Mr. Lu didn't notice Zhou Sinin's little movements.
In fact, a man in Wise Time often remains in a state of self-preservation, avoiding overthinking.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and returned to the man's embrace, with an uncontrollable smile on her face.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the screen and put down his phone.
In the darkness, he could still see the little dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin's mouth.
"No reason."
The girl pursed her lips, and her soft, sweet tone contained a hint of coquettishness.
After lying together for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin brushed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin, and turned over to lie on Lu Jincheng's chest, asking.
"Hey, isn't this the time when people usually say something?"
The blush on her face hadn't entirely faded; her eyes seemed to be filled with a watery glow, reflecting Lu Jincheng's lazy silhouette.
It was a scene enough to intoxicate any man.
