Just as Chen Yuan was about to refuse, Zhou Fu stepped forward, opened the back door, and got in, smiling as she said, "Get in."
"Do you have a place in mind?"
Chen Yuan also got in and closed the door.
"Where to?" the driver asked.
Chen Yuan looked at Zhou Fu, and she smiled as she said, "Your place."
"Oh, my place..."
Huh?!
Chen Yuan blushed instantly.
"Where?" the driver continued to ask.
This question pulled Chen Yuan back from his swirling thoughts. So, he gave the address.
The taxi started moving just like that.
Chen Yuan's mood became increasingly intense.
Like a thousand horses thundering.
Why is Zhou Fu coming with me...
There's nothing at my place, just a bed.
Then someone might say: Case solved.
"If you were coming... you should've told me earlier," Chen Yuan said nervously.
"Why?" Zhou Fu asked curiously.
"My room isn't clean, it's a bit messy."
"It's fine, my room is messy too," Zhou Fu said nonchalantly.
"There's not much at home."
