"From now on, tell me when you're working," Lyke Zhekova said as he sat next to Peggy Lewis, "I find that I'm particularly efficient when you do."
Peggy felt embarrassed to say it once, let alone twice.
Under extremely deliberate situations, Peggy wasn't sure if she could say it out loud.
Now the two were sitting closely, even touching each other.
Lyke's long legs touched her knees, and his arm was pressed against hers, without any hesitation.
Unlike before, when they weren't dating, they always had to be wary of the appropriate distance.
They dared not get too close.
The fact that they could openly sit this close now, made Lyke extraordinarily happy.
"Are you done with work? Do you want to take a shower?" Peggy asked.
"Hmm…" Lyke looked at Peggy with deep implications.
At first, Peggy didn't think much of it.
But Lyke's gaze was full of suggestions that could make one overthink.
Finally, Peggy caught on.
Her face suddenly turned red.
