Isn't she just handing herself over to someone's doorstep?!

Chen Lu thought for a moment and then locked the door.

A mature person learns from past lessons.

He then had time to take a closer look at the bedroom. The furnishings were simpler than his own room, even somewhat bare. The desk was piled with various books for his major courses, but nothing else.

A Muji four-piece bedding set was placed on the bed, in a light green and white color scheme, which looked quite pleasing to the eye.

Although it was a pure cotton quilt, Liang Zhirou had arranged it so that there wasn't a single wrinkle.

He had bought the house a long time ago, but this was the first time he had come to the bedroom that Liang Zhirou had tidied up.

"When is Auntie coming back?" He plopped down next to Liang Zhirou and asked softly.

"Mom always goes for a two-hour walk..."

The girl froze before she could finish speaking.

Liang Zhirou! Have you lost your mind?!

She was internally condemning herself, and quickly lowered her head, feeling both ashamed and angry.

She didn't even need to look; she could imagine what Chen Lu's expression was right now.

"Sometimes when it's cold, I might come back a little earlier," Liang Zhirou muttered to herself, trying to make amends.

"It's okay, we're a completely innocent couple, what's there to be afraid of?" Chen Lu teased her back, using her words as a joke.

Liang Zhirou clasped her hands together in front of her and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Before she could say anything more, Chen Lu, amidst the girl's gasp, carried her to the bed, gently lifted her skirt, and pulled her long, beautiful legs into his arms.

Liang Zhirou sank into the soft blankets, her long hair disheveled, and turned her face away, too embarrassed to look at him.

Only at this moment did he fully understand why some people would say "ice cream" when they see white silk stockings.

I underestimated the writing skills and imagination of LSPs.

"Don't pinch my feet... they tickle..."