Lu Jingyan was stunned for a moment, unable to grasp the meaning in Sheng Xian's words.
Sheng Xian stopped in her tracks, turned around to face her, "Ayan, brother here is considering settling down before thirty."
"..."
"So, shall we begin?"
"..."
...
Lu Jingyan stood in the familiar bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, taking a deep breath.
During the time she was injured, she stayed at Sheng Xian's place, sleeping together with her every day.
By all accounts, she and Sheng Xian were quite familiar with each other, but this time, she was inexplicably nervous, her fingertips even trembling slightly.
Outside the bathroom door, the sound of the door opening came; it was Sheng Xian returning from the adjacent second bedroom after a bath.
Through the thin glass door panel, Lu Jingyan heard a few rustling sounds coming from outside, and then it went completely quiet again.