While You're at It

"Suit yourself! No one is looking forward to your return!"

The tone of great annoyance and dismay made Lu Xingzhi giggle. Well, by the looks of it, he had to fight for a longer holiday with those brats this Chinese New Year.

In the bathroom, Jiang Yao felt her face turning hot and red. Although she was behind the closed door, she could hear faint laughter from outside.

The woman looked at her blushing face in the mirror. She lowered her head and washed her face, washing away all the agitation and annoyance. As she turned around, she saw the red marks on her neck. She grinned as she recalled the mosquito bites that her mother-in-law had suggested this morning. Yes, the mosquito had a name, his name was Lu Xingzhi.

Jiang Yao came out of the bathroom and Lu Xingzhi took his turn to shower. She wore the nightdress that Lu Xingzhi had helped her put on last night. The pajamas with the torn buttons lay pathetically in the wardrobe drawer.