"What are you looking at?" Suddenly, a man's voice loomed over her head.
"!"
Tang Zhiluo's hand trembled as she was hanging clothes, and she snapped back to reality, "Nothing!"
"Curious?" Mo Xun walked over, casually picked up a box, "Shall I open one for you to see?"
"...I don't want to!"
She refused, her ears turning red as she hung her clothes one by one.
Mo Xun watched her blush and sneakingly pressed his lips together in a smile.
He then walked over to help her, "Let me organize your clothes, you go take a shower."
Tang Zhiluo knew exactly what he meant.
He was hinting for her to hurry up.
Her heart was pounding fiercely.
This jerk is too impatient!
It's only a little after eight in the evening!
He even curled his lips, giving a profound instruction, "Wash up thoroughly."
Her heart was thumping so fast!
Tang Zhiluo pressed her chest, flustered as she took her nightdress to shower.
She entered the bathroom, her entire face flushed.