Outside the restroom in the cinema, every man who walked out couldn't help but glance at Lin Lu, who was standing aside waiting for someone.
It couldn't be helped. With her beret on, all she had to do was stand there prettily, and she would be the most eye-catching scenery in the cinema.
Cheng Zhu came out, washed his hands, and walked towards her, asking, "Do you have tissue paper?"
"Yes, yes!" Lin Lu immediately opened her small purse, took out a tissue, and handed one to Cheng Zhu.
After they walked out of the cinema, Lin Lu suggested, "How about this car god drives you home?"
"Ah? It's already late. If you take a detour to drop me off, won't you get home too late and be criticized?" Cheng Zhu asked.
"No way, I don't have a curfew. As long as I don't get home too, too late, I'm fine," Lin Lu replied.
"Is that so? I thought all girls would have a curfew at home," Cheng Zhu remarked.