"Y-you-you just... hang it on the door!" Wen Duoduo quickly said.
Looking up, he was already standing at the door. His tall and slender figure stood under the orange light, as if surrounded by a layer of brilliance, dazzling and striking.
His amber eyes seemed to be imbued with starlight, sparkling with crystal clarity, deep enough to resemble a vortex...
Wen Duoduo felt her face heat up, and quickly retreated.
Lu Jinyan knew she was shy, so he didn't tease her, just nodded slightly: "Alright, I'll just hang it on the door for you."
He hung the clothes he borrowed from the servant on the doorknob for her, and swiftly turned to leave the bathroom.
Facing the white bathroom door, her entire body dared not move, Wen Duoduo feared he might burst in.
Only when his footsteps faded away, and she seemed to hear him closing the bedroom door, did Wen Duoduo finally let out a slight sigh of relief.
Yet, her heart continued to race.
