Chuzheng felt that ever since Chu Wu came back last time, he had been acting a bit strange.
But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange.
It was just strange.
Chuzheng covertly observed him for several days.
"Chu Wu."
"Hmm?" Chu Wu lifted his head from the documents, "What's up? Are you hungry?"
Chu Wu checked the time.
It wasn't lunchtime yet.
Chuzheng, sitting on the sofa, raised her delicate chin, "Come here."
Chu Wu put down what he was holding and sat down beside her, "What is it?"
Chuzheng pulled him down onto the sofa.
Chu Wu's gaze darkened slightly, "Baby, we just made love last night..."
Chuzheng flipped over and pinned him down, asking seriously, "Chu Wu, are you okay?"
Chu Wu looked puzzled, "I'm fine. Baby, why are you asking all of a sudden?"
"You've been acting a bit strange lately." Chuzheng leaned closer, "Are you sick? If there's an illness, we can treat it."
Chu Wu looked at her innocently, "What's strange about me?"
