Luo Sang had to hand it to him. Expiring condoms was his reason for doing it. "They are good for three years."
"Hmm, you know so much! I don't really know about these things." Nian Junting frowned and appeared to be vexed. "It's not good to keep them for too long, is it?"
"I just like to keep them. You have a problem with that? Don't speak to me. I need to rest." Luo Sang wanted to cut the conversation short in case things got too scandalous again. She covered herself with the duvet and ignored him.
"Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Don't cover yourself. It's not good for your ventilation." Nian Junting laid down on the bed and pulled the duvet down. "The stylist is coming. She's going to pick out your outfit and do your makeup."
