After the bright moon crept up to the sky, the city was covered in a thin mysterious veil.
The black car, surrounded by neon lights, drove towards the Red Maple Forest.
When Lin Jiao followed him to get the parcels, she finally remembered the pajamas she had forgotten to pick up for two days.
"I got a parcel too."
Pei Zhi took the parcel from the post officer and asked curiously, "What is this?"
"Clothes." Lin Jiao's expression did not change, but in her mind, she was already picturing the scene.
After arriving at the 19th floor with him, she immediately said, "Uncle, I'll take a shower first."
"You can't take a shower right after dinner."
"How long do I have to wait?"
"At eight." Pei Zhi closed the shoe cabinet.
He walked to the living room to find scissors.
"I'll open it." Lin Jiao grabbed her parcel tightly, afraid that he would find out what was inside.
Pei Zhi did not think too much about it.
