The hover car landed on the street, enveloped by the night, and Lu Xiang felt completely relaxed, body and soul, after a full day's work.
The two exchanged greetings with Grandpa Li, the gatekeeper, and entered the elevator.
As the elevator numbers flickered, Lu Xiang stood on her tiptoes, her hands wrapping around Song Lan's neck from behind as she hung her whole body against him.
She had decided she was in a state of sore waist, back pain, and leg cramps, needing Song Lan to carry her home.
With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened.
"Song Lan, tonight I feel like eating—"
As the dim light from outside the elevator poured in, Lu Xiang's eyes bulged at the sight of the woman who appeared suddenly at the door. Clearly, the woman was no less surprised than she was.
After a few seconds of staring, Lu Xiang buried her face in Song Lan's back like an ostrich, pretending the other couldn't see her.
