Gazing at Ji Weiwei, who was contentedly curled up in the bed, Lu Chuan pulled at the corners of his mouth.
See, didn't that solve the problem?
Although the method was somewhat... not very appropriate, at least it vented the dissatisfaction in his heart. As long as they could coexist peacefully afterward, Lu Chuan felt very grateful and thankful.
With that thought, Lu Chuan struggled to sit up, got dressed, and smiled ruefully.
Of course, Ji Weiwei knew what Lu Chuan was thinking. She pouted resentfully and said, "Go on, go accompany other women."
"Our Vivi is so generous!"
"Bah, you just think I'm easy to bully!"
Is that so?
Not entirely.
Upon leaving the room, before Lu Chuan could decide whose room to visit next, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and hurriedly pulled into a room.
"Qing, Qingci?"
"Lu Chuan, how long has it been since you visited me and Ling'er?"
Hearing this, Lu Chuan lowered his head and replied with a bitter smile, "Five months..."
