Yu Chiyin was taken aback when he heard this. He clenched his fist, brought it to his lips, and lightly coughed, about to speak.
Just then, Lu Fengxuan suddenly let out a yawn, her voice tinged with sleepiness, "I'm so sleepy, Brother Ayin, please close the door later, I'm going to take a bath, good night."
Yu Chiyin: "..."
His facial expression changed as he watched her stretch her body and then walk towards the bathroom.
As soon as Lu Fengxuan turned around, she couldn't help but laugh. His expression just now, one of "indescribable suffering," was simply too funny.
What's this called? Ah, this is called lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own foot.
She luxuriated in a hot bath, afterwards she put on a bathrobe and a drying cap on her head, and with bare feet stepped out of the bathroom.
She saw the man lying on the bed, propped up by the headboard and still reading a book, and couldn't help but be taken aback.
"You, you didn't go to the study?"
