Lin Nuan dragged her fatigued body out from the bedroom and heard the sounds of clinking dishes coming from the kitchen. Wearing Fu Huai'an's shirt, Lin Nuan tidied up her hair and walked toward the kitchen.
Not only was Fu Huai'an not tired, but he seemed to be a lot more energetic. To think that he would have the energy to be busying around in the kitchen.
Lin Nuan tiptoed over like a sneaky cat, lightly walking up behind Fu Huai'an and wrapping her arms around his slim waist. "Let's watch a movie at home next time…"
"En…" Fu Huai'an tossed an eggshell casually but accurately into the trash. His big hand with distinct joints held chopsticks and beat the egg, his movements flowing smoothly. "It's convenient at home!"
They both understood what the other meant. Lin Nuan rubbed against Fu Huai'an's back, smelling his pleasant masculine scent that was mixed with his strong hormones. Lin Nuan's heart was palpitating a little fast.
