Jiang Zhi's legs were weak. She leaned into Lu Mian's arms and panted for a long time. The heat on her face refused to dissipate.
"Let me help you." Lu Mian carried Jiang Zhi and placed her gently on the chair. He took the hairdryer next to him and ran his fingers through her wet hair. The hot wind blew through the ends of her hair.
Jiang Zhi looked at Lu Mian's serious expression through the mirror and blinked. "Ah Mian, are you in a hurry to come in? Is there something important?"
Lu Mian lowered his head and kissed the ends of his hair. He took out the necklace in his hand and tried to put it on Jiang Zhi.
"Zhi Zhi, you're the love of my life."
Jiang Zhi looked at the expensive necklace and instinctively reached out to stop him. She did not want Lu Mian to spend so much money on her.
