Since Grandmother was gone, she wanted to share his burdens.
"I'm taking a shower."
Yan Rusheng didn't answer her question. Instead, he straightened his back and went to the bathroom.
He closed the bathroom door and shortly after, the sounds of splashing water were heard.
Xuxu grew nervous as he'd always used the bathroom in the guest room these past few days. He slept in the guest room as well, but today… he came back to his room. And…
She touched her lips which still seemed to burn with his residual passion from earlier on. Her hands were damp with cold sweat.
She changed into her pajamas and went to the balcony. She took a seat on a deck chair and gripped the cup of warm milk to warm her hands.
How should she tell him?
"Time to sleep."
She heard Yan Rusheng's deep voice, and it sounded… annoyed?
Xuxu mumbled softly, but she didn't stand up. She began to drink the milk slowly.
She didn't dare to look back.
