Long Jie woke up earlier than Song Luli, heading to the washroom to wash up. In the mirror, he saw the marks on his body—mostly over his tattoo and collarbones. Long Jie's face heated.
He washed up, combining his dark-auburn strands, changing into a fresh pair of clothes. He approached the bed again, sitting on the edge, tucking a piece of Song Luli's hair over the curve of her ear.
Song Luli stirred, leaning towards his touch.
"We both have to get to work," he said.
Song Luli glanced at him with steady eyes. "I know," she said. "Can you take me?"
Long Jie grinned. "Of course," he responded.
Song Luli rose out of bed happily, heading to her bedroom. Just when she was about to exit, Long Jie said, "Later, we can move most of your clothes in my closet."
Song Luli froze. She glanced at Long Jie, nodding before she left the room, gritting the blush from her face without him noticing.
