Noticing her demeanor, Leng Zimo merely furrowed his brow.
"Come back!"
"That... it's getting late, I... I'm going to the restroom..."
She had no intention of going back, slipping on her slippers, she headed straight out the door.
Although there was also a bathroom in the bedroom, she felt too embarrassed to go with him there.
Leng Zimo listened as her footsteps moved towards the downstairs, then he too rose from the bed and headed to the bathroom for a shower and to freshen up.
Deliberately dawdling for quite a while, Luo Xiaoqian walked into the bedroom with a thud in her heart, relieved to see that he had gotten up.
Coming out of the bathroom and seeing her, Leng Zimo immediately spoke up without any courtesy.
"Pack my luggage!"
Luo Xiaoqian didn't resist. As long as he was not asking her to be intimate with him, she was completely willing to accept doing anything—cooking, laundry, packing bags...
