She got up and was ready to go upstairs.
Footsteps sounded outside.
Lu Manman turned around and saw Mo Yuanxiu. His suit had long been taken off, and he was only wearing a white shirt. Three or four buttons had already been undone, and he was still wearing it lazily. He looked a little wild and arrogant.
"Miss Lu, you're not asleep yet?" he asked calmly.
"Aren't you back so late as well?" Lu Manman asked calmly.
He shrugged and smiled but did not say anything.
Under their roof, they were like two strangers. Or rather, they were just like ordinary guests. They greeted each other when they met. There was no awkwardness and no deep friendship.
Mo Yuanxiu headed to the second floor calmly.
Lu Manman looked at his back view, gritted her teeth, and strode upstairs to block his way.
They stood on the stairs.
"What's wrong?" He looked at her.
At such a close distance, she could smell a womanly perfume wafting from him.
