Standing at the door, Gong Lu saw her crouching there as if she was a thief.
"So Brother Lu is always like this when you're with my brother? Brother Lu, you're biased. I want to see you acting coquettishly too." Yan Qingqing winked at him in a teasing manner.
Gong Lu was startled. He closed the door with a bang and lowered his voice to complain to Yan Zhengchen, "Why is Qingqing outside?"
"She was the one who delivered your Japanese food," Yan Zhengchen replied matter-of-factly.
"Shut up. Don't you know what I look like now?" Gong Lu, who had always been disciplined and mindful of his image, exploded.
"Haven't you always looked like this? What are you looking for? The clothes aren't in that closet. I'll get them for you." Yan Zhengchen's voice continued to sound out in the room.
Thinking of Gong Lu's panicked expression earlier, Yan Qingqing couldn't help chuckling. She quietly went downstairs and waited in the dining room.
