Gu Shiting got up and poured Sheng Tang a cup of hot water.
Her icy cold hands melted into the warmth, making her feel comfortable.
"...Are you hungry? There are still some dumplings left for dinner, shall I cook you a bowl?" Gu Shiting asked.
He was waiting for her on purpose.
Coming back alone to a cold and empty house, wouldn't that be too desolate?
"I'm not hungry," Sheng Tang replied, "I ate quite a bit tonight, besides, I'm on a diet."
Seeing the time approaching midnight, she urged him, "Go to sleep now, it's very late."
Gu Shiting: "Are you scared? I'll wait until you've finished your ablutions before going to bed."
"You're so naggy," Sheng Tang couldn't help but laugh, "I'm a grown-up, why would I be scared? This is my own house. If it were at your place, I might be a bit scared because your house is big and empty."
Gu Shiting gently touched her hair.
He also felt this apartment was great.
