Despite her embarrassment, Long Jinjing felt lighter and more comfortable after Lu Zihao's encouraging words which sounded sweet to her ears. That was when she noticed that he only had a towel wrapped around his waist. He just came out of the shower after all.
Her earlier distraught emotions had been too overwhelming that she somehow overlooked his half-nakedness. This was the first time that his half-nude body failed to seduce her and reduce her IQ to amoeba level. It felt like an achievement. She should be proud.
"Uhm…can you help me out of this blanket, please?"
He smirked. "I like you wrapped up like that."
She pouted. He dove again for another kiss, a quick peck this time.
"Jinjing, don't mind those women in my past. They're nothing but flings."
"How can you be sure? Didn't you say that you can't remember them?"
He shrugged. "I just feel that they're not important to me."
