Feng Shaohao heard her scream, pushed open the door to find her in an awkward position, head down and feet up, but didn’t offer help and immediately closed the door.
Though she knew his personality was cold, she couldn’t help muttering, “At least ask if I’m hurt.”
Her small complaint quickly subsided when she discovered her clothes had slipped – her oversized T-shirt had slid to her chin, and her low-rise shorts covered nothing. Oh no! Her underwear was exposed.
Alas! Not only had her gentleness and grace disappeared, but he had seen her in such a disheveled state. How tragic!
No matter, she was a natural beauty! She’d change into a stunning outfit, apply light makeup, and restore her elegant office demeanor to salvage the situation.
Lin Qianchu approached the mirror to tidy her clothes and hair, confident in herself – easier said than done. As soon as she walked out and saw the fragrant, colorful meal on the table, she forgot everything and reached for the creamy bread.
“Brush your teeth and wash your hands,” Feng Shaohao slapped her improper hand with a newspaper.
“Yes.” She quickly ran to wash her face and brush her teeth, soon returning to the dining table to eat heartily, then began eyeing the sweet and sour plum vinegar.
“Drooling.”
She asked, puzzled: “What’s drooling?”
“Saliva.” If she looked carefully, she’d notice a crack in his cool expression.
“Huh?” Lin Qianchu quickly wiped her mouth and grabbed her bag to enter the makeup room, never expecting him, so proper, to make a joke.
Seeing this, the corner of his mouth slightly lifted, secretly thinking he’d draw a drooling baby that night.
Soon, she emerged with light makeup, appearing soft and charming, desperately trying to salvage her previous unsightly image. “Good morning, I’m finally fully awake. Hehe! I was quite disoriented earlier.”
“I’m leaving. You can stay here and contact your family,” he folded the newspaper and went to the bedroom to grab his backpack.
She barely maintained her composure before it instantly dissipated, “Ah! Disneyland. Oh no, I shouldn’t have overslept. Now I haven’t prepared anything yet.” She screamed and picked up the phone to dial, not taking her eyes off him, afraid he would disappear in the blink of an eye.
