The two embraced in a deep kiss, and after a long while, Luo Qiao panted, "Brother Chen, I need to take a bath. I've been on the train for so long, don't you think I stink?"
"I don't mind, not smelly at all."
As if to confirm it, he sniffed her: "My Qiaoqiao smells the best."
After saying that, he kissed her face again, truly missing her to death, holding her tight in his arms for a long time before saying, "You rest first, I'll go prepare some water for you."
After a good hot soak in the bathtub, she finally felt comfortable.
While Lu Yichen was helping her dry her hair, he talked about some matters concerning this residential compound, sharing things she needed to know for when she spent more time here, to avoid stepping on any landmines out of ignorance.
Luo Qiao listened attentively, asking questions now and then.
When her hair was almost dry, Lu Yichen moved away and not long after, he came back with a cup of milk: "Drink the milk first."
