Mr. Lu hadn't noticed Zhou Sinin's subtle movements.
In fact, men in the "Wise Time" are often in a state of self-protection, not pondering too much.
Zhou Sinin crawled out of the bathroom, quickly turned off all the lights in the room, and returned to the man's arms, a ceaseless smile in her eyes.
"What's making you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked the phone screen and set it aside.
In the darkness, he could still see the dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin's mouth.
"Not really."
The girl pursed her lips, her voice soft and coquettish.
After lying together for a few minutes, Zhou Sinin tossed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin, and turned to lie on Lu Jincheng's chest and asked,
"Hey, what should we usually talk about at a time like this?"
The blush on her face hadn't completely faded, and her eyes seemed filled with shimmering light, reflecting Lu Jincheng's lazy silhouette.
It was indeed a scene intoxicating enough for any man.
"Um..."
