When she got back to the bedroom, Lu Yanhe had already put his clothes on.
It was a white shirt with two buttons undone, the collar slightly open, exposing the skin at his neck.
She seemed to have just touched that spot; even now, the lingering warmth hadn't faded.
When he saw her come out, the tight line of his lips relaxed a little. "What took you so long, did you finish yourself off in there?"
It wasn't like he hadn't heard the sound of running water from inside. He knew she didn't dare face him, probably regretting how主动 she'd been just now, right?
"Lu Yanhe, you…" Su Jia glared at him, but didn't know what to say.
Turns out when it came to shamelessness, Lu Yanhe had no bottom line either.
For no reason she felt a bit irritated. "Lu Yanhe, weren't you really gentle back then?"
"You said it yourself, that was back then. People change, don't they?"
Su Jia knew she couldn't win an argument with him and simply shut her mouth in defeat.
