Lin Chu still didn’t get any response.
"Lu Huai’an, are you not in the room?" She couldn’t keep smiling, turned and walked to the door, asking once more, "If you’re not here, I’m just going out like this?"
Apart from the two of them, there were no servants in the small building, which was indeed a bit inappropriate, but nobody could see.
It doesn’t matter.
Lu Huai’an, annoyed by the noise, stubbed out his cigarette and stood up from the sofa, coldly saying, "Wait."
Lin Chu, who was in the bathroom, put down the hand that was gripping the doorknob when she heard him.
The corners of her lips slowly curved upward.
Lu Huai’an stretched his long legs and walked to the wardrobe.
He had lived here alone before, so the wardrobe naturally was filled only with dark-colored clothes, but after he opened the door, a large part of the space was occupied by various colors.
Sumr clothes, mostly cool dresses, or camisoles and shorts.
She had casually hung the clothes delivered by the Lin Family’s servants inside without carefully organizing them, leaving styles and colors mixed together.
Red, white, blue...
Lu Huai’an’s attire was always in dark tones, and Lin Chu’s clothes next to his looked jarring and out of harmony.
Not just the wardrobe, but they clashed with the style of the whole bedroom.
Yet, looking at them, Lu Huai’an didn’t find it displeasing. It seed that this was how life should be.
Lin Chu was the palest-skinned girl Lu Huai’an had ever seen; in red, she was dazzling, more brilliant than flas.
A long, long ti ago, the laughing girl had fallen from the plane tree into his arms, wearing a red dress.
The sunset that evening was not as beautiful as her smile.
Distant mories broke through barriers, seeping out little by little.
Lu Huai’an closed his eyes, letting those vivid images return to calmness until they were covered by darkness.
The pajamas were placed in the horizontal partition, so he casually grabbed the topmost piece, and when he shook it open, his handso face instantly darkened.
He threw it to the end of the bed and picked another one.
He stepped to the bathroom, opened the door, and without saying anything, threw it in, landing it right on Lin Chu’s head.
"Bang!"
The sound of the door being slamd shut.
Lin Chu was stunned for a good while, unable to comprehend what kind of madness Lu Huai’an was in.
She hadn’t done anything; she only saw his arm stretch in, and before she could speak, the pajamas were thrown directly at her.
The heart of a man is a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Especially the ultimate Scorpio man, Lu Huai’an.
The truest emotions were hidden without a trace; if he hadn’t left so traces, no one could glimpse even a sliver.
Lin Chu quickly put on the pajamas, blow-dried her hair until it was half-dry, and then opened the bathroom door.
Originally, Lu Huai’an had only a bath towel wrapped around him, but now he had put on a bathrobe, the belt loosely tied around his waist, as he leaned against the sofa, long legs crossed.
His distinctly jointed fingers tapped on the table, the frequency slow but resonant, producing sound that was clear to hear.
It inexplicably gave off a dangerous vibe.
Lin Chu suddenly felt timid, swallowed awkwardly, and asked in a low voice, "Did I, did I offend you sohow?"
Slamming doors in the middle of the night...
Lu Huai’an looked at the girl who had just stepped out of the bath, her hair to toes a delectable delight, the scent of the bath’s fragrant shower gel gradually spreading over, lingering before his nose.
Even if there was still so distance between them, Lu Huai’an seed to be able to sll her scent.
His dark eyes were calm as he glanced at the foot of the bed, then back to the girl’s flushed little face, before looking at the foot of the bed again.
He spoke with a smile yet not a smile, "Lin Chu, you really make ... look at you with new eyes."
Those last four words were particularly aningful.
It was clearly not a complint, but a sarcasm, and an unabashed one at that.
The confused Lin Chu followed the man’s line of sight.
Good heavens!
Her body reacted faster than her brain, quickly rushing over to hide that black mass behind her back.
Her skin rapidly heated within a second, turning beet red not only on her cheeks but up her neck to her collarbones.
She stamred out an explanation, "That... um... it’s not what you think, really, it’s not mine, it’s not, it’s mine, but I didn’t buy it..."
Her tongue seed tied in knots.
"It’s yours but you didn’t buy it," Lu Huai’an drawled, chewing on her words.
The dark depths of his eyes gradually spread outward, as if about to overflow from his eyes.
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