Tong Yaos face was the color of persimmons dangling in the autumn wind, turning white, then blue, then red. She was silent for a while, then ask in horrific confusion: What do you mean? Are you proposing to me?
Lu Sicheng: ......
Tong Yao: ......
Lu Sicheng: Is there something wrong with your head? Im asking whether youre trying to swindle...Nevermind, Im mocking you.
...... Tong Yao slowing widened her eyes: Whats that about swindling betrothal gifts? You better talk nicely. Im a person with an 800,000 annual salary! Who cares about the meager betrothal gifts!
Lu Sicheng sneered and lifted the blanket to check the bed without paying any more attention to her.
Tong Yao stopped talking and asked: What are you looking at?
Im checking to see if you dirtied my-- --
Before Lu Sicheng finished his sentence, Tong Yao suddenly jumped up and spread her body over his bed. The man was caught off guard and fell onto his back. He raised his head in irritation to see Tong Yao nervously staring at him with her body on top of the blanket: Dont look! If its dirty, Ill wash it for you! Dont look!
Lu Sicheng wasnt originally serious about checking the bed. But seeing her so nervous about it amused him. He curled the edges of his lips: Then, where do I sleep tonight?
...... Tong Yao pointed to Little Fattys bed.
Lu Sicheng took a glance: His bed is too soft, itll hurt my back.
Tong Yaos lips twitched and she almost jumped up to strangle this difficult person. She slowly got up from the bed and went under the blanket to feel around to see if there were any signs of a wet spot. As she was busy, she heard Lu Sicheng lazily speak over the blanket: Why cant you be more prudent when you do things? Tell me, how many times have I taken the blame for you
Yes, yes, yes, long live Captain the great. Ill be working my tail off for you in the next life...move your leg, let me see that side.
As she was talking, she lifted one of Lu Sichengs leg from under the blanket.
Right at this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside. Little Fattys voice came into the room-- --
Cheng Ge, Xiao Rui asked me to come up and ask you two whether you want to eat some of the har how[1] that we brought back
Little Fattys voice vanished when he saw Lu Sicheng with one leg raised high up and someone was under the blanket, seemingly knelt between his two legs. He was silent for a moment-- --
Then the door slammed shut.
Inside the room, Lu Sicheng calmingly raised his eyebrows.
Under the blanket, Tong Yao dropped Lu Sichengs leg and lifted the blanket off of her head: The bed isnt dirty...Who was that? Little Fatty? Why did he go back out? har gow? I want to eat har gow!
Lu Sicheng bent his legs and smiled while taking his time to say: Lets go.
Tong Yao jumped down from the bed and used her hand to tidy up her hair. She turned to see Lu Sicheng slowly getting up and asked him hesitantly: Do you want to change? You were probably sweating a lot earlier? Be careful not to catch a cold.
Lu Sicheng glanced at her but didnt say anything.
[1]: , shrimp dumpling, a dim sum dish