On the way back, Tan Rou was depressed. How could she be such a hooligan? It was just a nap, and she took off Zhuang Liu's clothes. She had never heard of this habit before.
Then, she thought about it. Even if she had this habit, no one would know because she had always slept alone, whether in the laboratory or at home. No one had taken care of her before. Later on, she grew up and became independent, so she had no chance to sleep in the same bed as others.
Zhuang Liu saw that she was looking out of the window and knew that she was still thinking about what had just happened, so he said, "Rourou, I don't mind you taking off my clothes. In the future, I'll help you with it whenever you want."
Tan Rou took a deep breath and said, "Third brother, you're getting bolder and bolder."
Zhuang Liu smiled. "I'm only telling you this. If someone else was around, I wouldn't say a word."
