Lu Yuan came to song Jinning's bedroom and gently knocked on the door. Then, he waited at the door for a while.
There seemed to be some noise inside, but then it became quiet again.
Still, no one came to open the door. Lu Yuan was a little hesitant. He didn't know how song Jinning was doing inside.
When Lu Yuan knocked on the door, Song Jinning had just turned off the shower and wrapped her body in a white towel that was 1.5 meters long and 1 meter wide. She didn't hear the faint knocking on the door from outside.
She wrapped her wet hair with a towel of the same color before walking out of the bathroom and sitting down in front of the dressing table in the bedroom.
Song Jinning's dressing table was very simple and elegant. Other than a comb and a bottle of face cream, there was almost nothing else on the table. It could be said that it was very minimalistic.
