Lu Nancheng's hand paused midair, "What's wrong?"
Ran Tong looked at him, visibly hesitant to speak.
After a while, she finally opened her mouth and said, "The door isn't locked."
"..." Lu Nancheng's face clearly relaxed for a moment before his lips subtly curved into an arc. He got up to lock the bedroom door.
When he turned around, Ran Tong was already sitting up in bed, looking even more shadowy and alluring against the backdrop of her long, black, wavy hair.
Lu Nancheng watched her for a few seconds before stepping forward, holding her shoulders, and bending down.
Gradually drawing closer, he watched as she closed her eyes, her thick, long eyelashes slightly trembling. The light from above cast fan-shaped shadows on her cheeks.
After a while, his deep voice suddenly broke the silence, "I'll go take a shower first."
Almost instantly, he felt her relax.
Ran Tong opened her eyes and said softly, "I'm sorry, I..."
The rest of the words were actually unnecessary.
