All day long, while Xiaoguo was cooking, Zhuang Zhuang would start the fire. When Xiaoguo was washing the dishes, Zhuang Zhuang would pass her the bowls and chopsticks. When Xiaoguo returned to the house, Zhuang Zhuang would lift the curtain and close the door for her. He was very attentive. Even when she got into bed and was about to take her afternoon nap, he lay on his tummy and watched her sleep.
"…"
Xiaoguo felt that it was getting a little creepy.She couldn't take it anymore and turned over, ignoring Zhuang Zhuang's burning gaze behind her. She thought that she could sleep in peace, but she suddenly heard a slight noise behind her. Then, she spotted a shadow from the corner of her eyes and detected the sound of breathing right behind her.
Xiaoguo's instincts told her that Zhuang Zhuang was up to something again.
