Mr. Lu didn't notice Zhou Sinin's little movements.
In fact, men in their Wise Time are often in a self-protective state, and don't think too much.
Zhou Sinin slipped out of the bathroom, hurriedly turned off all the lights in the room, and went back into the man's arms, unable to hide the smile in her eyes and at the corners of her lips.
"Why are you so happy?"
Lu Jincheng locked his screen and set his phone aside.
Even in the darkness, he could still see the cute dimples at the corners of Zhou Sinin's mouth.
"I'm not!"
The girl pursed her lips; her soft, gentle tone was tinged with a coquettish sweetness.
They lay wrapped in each other's arms for a few minutes, then Zhou Sinin brushed her hair to the other side, lifted her chin up, rolled over to lie on Lu Jincheng's chest, and asked,
"Hey, isn't this the time when people usually say something?"
