Before, I really hadn’t felt anything, but at this moment, there was somewhat of a feeling.
After the shouting, Jiang Yuan quickly ran back to her own room and wouldn’t come out for the rest of the night.
In the master bedroom, the two people who heard the noise paused.
Finally, Lu Jing pushed hard and sent the person far away:
"I’m going to take a shower."
At this point, there was definitely no dare to mess around anymore.
Lu Jing rolled his eyes before getting out of bed, then took a change of pajamas from the wardrobe before heading out the door.
The man lay spread-eagled on the bed and let out a long sigh, then morosely thought:
Damn, what’s all this about?
Wasn’t I fully qualified for the job?
Why is it worse now than when I didn’t have the license?
Besides, who knows how long this is going to last?
Most importantly, when the hell is Miss Jiang going to move out?
No, this has to be dealt with quickly!
At this moment, Jiang Yuan in the next room wasn’t really asleep but was playing with her phone in bed.
Without paying attention, she sneezed hard.
She mumbled to herself:
"Could I really be catching a cold?"
Before she hadn’t suspected, but how many sneezes had it been today?
But a cold should have other symptoms, too. Other than sneezing, I feel great; food tastes delicious; it doesn’t seem like a cold at all.
It feels more like someone’s talking about me behind my back.
It has to be said, Miss Jiang really nailed it.
The one murmuring wasn’t anyone else but your own brother.
After Lu Jing finished showering and came out, drying his hair, he asked:
"Jiang Ye, have you seen the comb?"
"It’s on the cabinet."
Clearly not something a man would typically use, yet he knew precisely where it was, more so than a woman.
Lu Jing slapped his forehead, feeling like his memory had indeed gotten worse lately.
Jiang Ye also came out at this point. He had eagerly let the two ladies in the house shower first, so now it was his turn, naturally.
Moreover, it was getting late, and work awaited tomorrow.
Lu Jing glanced casually and then started dealing with his hair again.
First, he brushed it smoothly, then blow-dried it to avoid damaging the hair.
It had been less than three months since his last haircut, and his hair seemed to have grown out a lot. Maybe it was time to make space in his schedule for a visit to Tony.
His hair wasn’t even fully dry yet, and the person who went to shower was already done.
Are you sure you washed thoroughly?
Lu Jing was skeptical.
Jiang Ye wasn’t blind and naturally saw the woman’s doubtful gaze.
"What? Do you need to check?"
Lu Jing didn’t want to engage and turned her head to continue blow-drying her hair.
"How much longer?" he asked.
"It’ll take a while, why?"
This wasn’t the hot summer, it wasn’t something that could be dried in a few seconds.
"No need, go on with your own things."
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Work-related issues, if they could be left at the office, they definitely weren’t brought home.
Being at the office was oppressive enough; home should be as relaxing as possible, of course.
As the saying goes: all work and no play...
Jiang Ye just sat down on a chair not far away:
"Take your time, I’ll wait."
Lu Jing really wanted to say something but refrained.
Forget it, not worth fussing over.
If he wanted to wait, let him wait.
Probably two more minutes passed, and the hair was finally dry.
She put away the hair dryer and stuffed it into the cabinet: