071, My things, are all yours_3

Easily carrying a bag, she arrived at the door across the hall.

Although only a corridor separated them, and she had visited this place quite a few times, the moment the door closed behind her, Chu Liangxia really felt the strangeness of moving in.

Uh.

Was she really going to settle down here?

This thought flashed across her mind, and Chu Liangxia stood in the entryway for a while before finally letting out a long breath.

Well, she should start by trying to adapt.

There were slippers prepared for her in the shoe cabinet. Chu Liangxia put them on and then, holding her bag, walked into the living room.

At the same time, Feng Ziheng also emerged from the kitchen.

"Huh?"

Upon seeing Feng Ziheng's attire, Chu Liangxia couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Feng Ziheng had not changed his clothes, but—

He was wearing an apron.