Xu Nuan sat on the bed and raised her legs and crossed them to sit comfortably, placing a cushion on her lap. She looked at Han Zihao who was still standing at the entrance and not entering her door.
" Erm...Well, I am not particularly uncomfortable with Mr. Secretary packing those things for me. I am quite an open-minded person you know. But I don't think he will be comfortable doing that, bringing those things for me." she said while thinking about Feng Sheng's shocked expressions, going through her messy cupboard.
" What are the things that you need? I am sure he won't have any problems bringing those things here. He is quite professional, you know." He said, which was a rare compliment for Feng Sheng from him.
She nodded and wondered, 'More than him, I am sure you will be more uncomfortable in that.' However, she didn't say her thoughts aloud.
