Lu Jing couldn’t help but click his tongue,
"Jiang Ye, don’t let Aunt Li deliver to me anymore."
"Do we still need a reason for this? There are so many people in the department every day, everyone keeps a low profile, just because I’m new I should be the exception, right?"
He said, feeling quite annoyed.
That guy always made plans on his own without asking first.
Doesn’t he ever consider whether it’s appropriate or not?
On the phone, the man paused for two seconds before speaking in a deep tone,
"Then why don’t you move over and live there, so Aunt Li won’t have to deliver to you every day?"
So, in the end, is that the only thing on his mind?
"Alright, alright, have it your way, okay? Where are you now?"
Lu Jing had already packed some clothes and toiletries, and after checking the documents in his bag, he left the room.
In the living room, Jia Yuqing and her boyfriend were gone, probably too awkward to stay.
Lu Jing took a deep breath and walked quickly.
With a ’bang’, he closed the door.
Finally, he remembered to reply to the person on the phone,
"I’m just about to leave the dormitory."
"What? Is someone treating you to a meal again or is it another kind of appointment?"
At that moment, the person on the other end of the phone had a tight and serious expression.
"No, our dormitory is a bit inconvenient these days."
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Lu Jing entered the elevator, somewhat reluctant to speak,
"It’s nothing; just stop asking and go do your thing. Don’t call me unless it’s important."
Even six years ago, they didn’t call each other every day.
But Jiang Yekou isn’t someone who just obeys; the more he’s told not to ask, the more he wants to know.
"Lu’er, are you sure you won’t tell me?"
Even if Lu Jing wouldn’t say, he would eventually find out.
After all, although the guy was in another province, he could send someone to check!
Lu Jing, feeling helpless, slowly said,
"It’s really nothing; it’s just that my roommates’ boyfriends are here, so it’s not very convenient."
A blush inevitably began to rise on his face.
They were adults, not three-year-old children; who couldn’t understand the implications?
In the next instant, he heard a distinctly wicked laugh from the other side,
"Oh? What kind of inconvenience? Did you see something, or hear something? Do you need my help?"
He blurted out two words:
"Lu’er, how am I a pervert? I haven’t done anything—"
The last word was bitten off with an ambiguous emphasis.
Lu Jing could feel his face burning hotter and hotter,
"Jiang Ye, that’s enough..." he warned through gritted teeth.
On the phone, the man laughed mischievously, terribly so.
Lu Jing almost wanted to just hang up.
"Ahem, okay, okay, I’ll stop teasing.
Are you going out to a hotel now?"
"Yes!" he replied tersely.
He didn’t want another sleepless night.
He wondered how long Jia Yuqing’s boyfriend planned to stay in their dormitory.
"Don’t go to a hotel, if you think it’s too far, you could stay in the fire department’s family housing. It’s close, right across from your hospital."
He still trying to lure people into the fire department’s family housing?
His audacity knows no bounds!
Lu Jing almost couldn’t catch his breath,
"Jiang Ye, are you sick?"
He had always tried to avoid that large apartment at all costs, and the family housing was even less likely.
Does he know what that implies?
Just stepping through the door, possibly in less than half an hour, everyone at work would know.