As night fell and the dinner gathering ended, Lu Liang washed up and prepared for bed.
Suddenly, his phone rang, accompanied by a faint knocking at the door. Wang Chuting sent a text, concise and to the point, "Open the door. It's me."
As the door opened, Wang Chuting couldn't wait to embrace him, murmuring to herself, "I've taken my bath, been waiting for you for so long."
No foreplay, very direct...
"Do you have some kind of weird preference?"
Afterward, Lu Liang looked perplexed, finding it quite odd, it seemed to be the same last time in Wuzhen.
Logically, in such serious occasions, one should restrain themselves and not show any hint of impropriety.
Wang Chuting did the opposite, the more formal and grand the event, the more excited she got.
Being both unmarried, if someone saw them, they would simply say, Mr. Lu really has personality.
So Lu Liang didn't mind.
"That's not it. I just thought your room was bigger, so I wanted to come over and see."
