Lu Heting put his finger on his thin lips. The happiness he felt was too short.
There was not even an aftertaste.
He bent down and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I'll unpack the things."
"Okay, you can do it." Su Bei stood up and picked up her cup of coffee again.
It was no longer hot, but she still held it as if it was a treasure.
The speed at which Lu Heting unpacked the luggage was incredibly fast, and all his movements were neat. In just a short while, he had finished unpacking.
He guessed that Su Bei's coffee had turned cold by now and she had drunk half of it. Hence, Lu Heting took the cup out of her hand.
"Do you want to drink it?" Su Bei hurriedly handed it to him. It was only then she remembered he had only bought one cup. He must not have bought one for himself because he thought he would not be able to carry the luggage afterward. "I forgot to ask you just now. Let me go and boil some hot water for you."
