Chengzhou knew what Su Yang was concerned about.
Last time they were entangled on the room's sofa, the door was left ajar, resulting in Ji Zhiyuan seriously reminding them at the dining table to remember to close the door next time so as not to set a bad example for the kids.
At that time, Su Yang's face was so red it seemed like it could drip blood, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head during the meal.
He held Su Yang and laid down on the bed, "Don't worry, I've locked the door."
"Did you plan this early?"
"I've wanted you since the plane, I've been holding back for a whole day."
A moment on the plane flashed through Su Yang's mind.
She was sitting on the inside.
When the stewardess came by with the trolley, she asked for a milk tea, saw Chengzhou was asleep, didn't want to disturb him, and got up to get it herself.