Having said that, He Zhilan grabbed her small bag and dashed into the bathroom. Inside were her pajamas and toiletries she had prepared earlier in the day. Ever since she found out that He Teng was staying in a guest house, she had been planning to spend the night with him.
He Teng didn't even have a chance to stop her. He Zhilan slipped into the bathroom like an eel in mud. It wasn't until he saw her come out in her pajamas that he realised what was in her paper bag—her clothes and toiletries. He then understood her tactic; she had deliberately dragged out their stroll and conversation earlier to buy time.
"He Zhilan, you've planned this all along, why make up excuses to not go home?" He Teng was both angry and helpless. But at this point, could he really kick her out?
"Brother, you caught me, didn't you? I was just worried about you being alone in this unfamiliar place, so I thought I'd come and keep you company." He Zhilan grinned unabashedly.