Lu Zhenzhen had just about had enough.
Even her usually tender voice changed.
When she used to get jealous and angry in the past, she'd go on a shopping spree with his credit card, a form of violent consumption. This time, she hadn't touched his card and hadn't made a fuss, which left him feeling especially anxious.
Fortunately, it had only been two days. She probably wouldn't have done anything too terrible.
Seeing the situation de-escalating, Gao Zhe decided to seize the moment, "From now on, you're not allowed to turn off your phone."
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Lu Zhenzhen immediately broke into a smile, "Then, can you warm me up now?"
"I'll go find you a hairdryer."
As he moved, Lu Zhenzhen clung to his waist, not letting him go, "Why bother with all that trouble? We're going to wash up again later anyway, can't you just use your body to warm me?"
Gao Zhe chuckled softly, cupped her face in his hands, bent over, and leaned down.
