Han Xi looked at Sister Zhang noncommittally, with a hint of jealousy in her voice: "How could that be, I saw a pair of white women’s slippers in this house before, the ones I’m wearing now."
Sister Zhang glanced at the slippers on Han Xi’s feet and laughed even more heartily: "Sir had me specifically go to the supermarket to buy those a while ago, ma’am. I can guarantee that sir has absolutely not brought any woman home other than you."
Sister Zhang was doing her utmost for Lu Jinghan, but what she said was indeed the truth.
Han Xi felt a little excited, realizing she was the only woman he had ever brought home.
Back in the room, Han Xi went straight to the bathroom to shower. After washing up, she was about to grab some pajamas from the wardrobe when Lu Jinghan pushed the door open and came in. Her gaze fell on the boxes he was holding, and her face turned as red as a ripe cherry.
Lu Jinghan’s deep, ink-like eyes looked at Han Xi, the dark pupils beneath his deep eye sockets becoming even darker.
Han Xi’s freshly washed long hair cascaded smoothly down her shoulders, with a blush spreading across her fair little face.
Han Xi turned to the wardrobe to get her pajamas, but suddenly felt herself encircled by big hands. With a twist, she found herself pinned against the wall.
Han Xi let out a surprised shout: "Lu Jinghan, what are you doing?"
"Girlie, you know..."
Han Xi lay weakly in Lu Jinghan’s arms, feeling as though her insides had been completely emptied.
This man was simply too much; she couldn’t withstand him at all.
Lu Jinghan looked down at the little woman in his arms, his voice tender after moments of affection: "I’ll carry you to take a bath, then we’ll go down to eat."
Han Xi nodded softly, letting him carry her to the bathroom.
After the bath, they both changed into cotton pajamas and went downstairs together.
Sister Zhang saw them coming down and hurried to bring the food from the kitchen and set it on the table, smiling as she said: "Ma’am, you should drink more soup to replenish your strength."
Han Xi had a strange feeling that Sister Zhang definitely knew what happened with Lu Jinghan upstairs.
Otherwise... why would she need to replenish her strength?
Lu Jinghan looked at the side of a certain little woman’s face, which was red, with a fond smile curving his lips: "Hmm, you should drink more."