Chapter 39 The Ambiguity of the Bathroom
Lu Jingxiao carried Luo Zhiwei back to the room as if he had practiced it many times, and placed her on the bed in the bedroom with ease.
He then expertly retrieved a set of ice silk pajamas from the dressing room. Weiwei wasn't suited to wear a nightgown right now; he was prone to... having inappropriate thoughts, after all, she was the person he had loved for so many years.
For his and Weiwei's future, he still needs to restrain himself a bit.
Looking at the row of women's clothes, Luo Zhiwei realized that she had misunderstood, and was even very angry.
Lu Jingxiao also said that this was his territory and no one came here.
But there were so many women's clothes hanging in the bedroom, even among his men's clothes.
She let out a few soft, self-deprecating laughs.
Luo Zhiwei, why can't you see reality? Don't you know what kind of person he is?
He has a fiancée, and they are very much in love.
They might even... perhaps have gone a step further, and you're now just a clown.
There is no possibility between you two anymore.
When the pajamas were placed in front of her, Luo Zhiwei's expression changed. Her voice was icy cold and devoid of warmth. She didn't even glance at Lu Jingxiao: "No need. I don't wear clothes that other women have worn."
Luo Zhiwei was somewhat unconvinced and turned to Lu Jingxiao, launching into a tirade: "Lu Jingxiao, you already have a fiancée. We should keep a safe distance. You and I... we're just exes. You don't need to be so nice to me."
Lu Jingxiao immediately frowned, looking at Luo Zhiwei with displeasure, and laughed angrily: "Luo Zhiwei, when have you ever heard me admit that I have a fiancée? And when did I ever give you someone else's clothes!"
You brat!
They always have a knack for infuriating people.
If it weren't for her knee injury, he would have liked to teach her a lesson right now.
"Luo Zhiwei, since I didn't say 'break up' back then, it's not over between us. You think you can get rid of me? No way!"
Lu Jingxiao's clenched teeth gave the impression that he wanted to get angry but couldn't bring himself to.
Luo Zhiwei stood there stunned. She didn't understand what Lu Jingxiao meant, but... she could sense that he was unhappy.
Lu Jingxiao, everyone knows you have a fiancée.
Why are you denying it?
Luo Zhiwei reached out and rubbed her pajamas with a sense of loss. Perhaps because the fabric was too soft, she continued to rub them with enjoyment. Suddenly, her hand stopped, and a piece of cardboard pressed against her fingers.
She looked down curiously; it was a price tag?
Luo Zhiwei looked at Lu Jingxiao with a blank expression and held up the price tag: "This clothing...is it new?"
Lu Jingxiao raised his head arrogantly: "Otherwise what, Luo Zhiwei? What kind of person do you take me for?"
Luo Zhiwei: "......"
It's new clothes.
It doesn't belong to anyone else.
no...
Luo Zhiwei didn't know what was wrong with her, but she was in a good mood. She slowly stood up and said, "I...I'm going to the bathroom to change my clothes."
She endured the pain in her knee, clutched it, and limped into the bathroom, clutching her knee and grabbing her pajamas with one hand.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Luo Zhiwei patted her face in frustration.
You can't be stupid.
Even if he is Lu Jingxiao, you can't be foolish.
He is a man with a fiancée.
Luo Zhiwei, your mother left because of a mistress. You can't be a mistress.
You can't make your mother anxious.
It took Luo Zhiwei a long time to calm herself down before she could change her clothes. But... the zipper wouldn't budge.
hiss--
She tried several times, but it didn't work; the zipper was stuck and wouldn't budge.
This garment is Master Kongshan's final work, it cannot be damaged, otherwise... she fears she cannot afford to pay for it.
After she figured it out, Luo Zhiwei called out towards the door, "Lu Jingxiao, could you call Wang Ma for me? My zipper is stuck."
Lu Jingxiao didn't respond. Luo Zhiwei grew anxious and called out repeatedly, "Lu Jingxiao, Lu Jingxiao..."
Bang--
The bathroom door suddenly opened, and the person who entered was none other than Lu Jingxiao, who had been mentally preparing himself for a long time outside.
Luo Zhiwei immediately turned pale and protested somewhat angrily: "What are you doing in here? Get out of here and let Wang Ma help me."
If she really lets Lu Jingxiao zip up this zipper, then she really is no different from a mistress.
Lu Jingxiao, however, walked behind her without a care and pulled her tightly into his arms. His hands then began to wander restlessly around Luo Zhiwei's waist.
A tingling, itchy sensation came over Luo Zhiwei, and she instinctively wanted to dodge it.
Lu Jingxiao's deep voice rang in Luo Zhiwei's ear: "Weiwei, what part of your body haven't I seen? What's there to be shy about?"
Luo Zhiwei's body trembled slightly involuntarily. She bent over slightly, trying to avoid Lu Jingxiao's touch: "Lu Jingxiao, get out. We shouldn't be like this."
To everyone's surprise, Lu Jingxiao went even further, gently biting Luo Zhiwei's earlobe, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.
She could even see their... tender movements through the mirror.
Luo Zhiwei's ears began to turn red, and her alluring aura intensified.
"Lu Jingxiao, what kind of person do you take me for?"
Lu Jingxiao seemed not to hear her, and gently kissed Luo Zhiwei's chin: "Weiwei, you are mine..."
"you....."
Just as Luo Zhiwei closed her eyes, preparing to retaliate by kicking him, Lu Jingxiao seemed to know she would resist and quickly took two steps back.
"I've unzipped your clothes, so you can change them yourself."
Lu Jingxiao glanced at Luo Zhiwei with feigned amusement, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were filled with heartache.
He saw that Weiwei's back was smooth and shiny, which was different from what he had been told, but he could smell the scent of cosmetics.
What exactly did Weiwei go through without his knowledge?
He slowly walked out of the bathroom, took a deep breath, and rushed to the window. He dialed Wei Mingfeng's number: "Check Luo Zhiwei's life trajectory over the past few years, down to the smallest detail."
Lu Jingxiao hung up the phone, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, lit one, and took a deep drag, as if only in this way could he calm his mind.
He hadn't even noticed when Luo Zhiwei came out of the bathroom. Then someone stood in front of him and asked in a low voice, "When did you learn to smoke?"
Lu Jingxiao, like a little kid caught doing something wrong, immediately stubbed out his cigarette, waving his hand twice in the air as if to drive away the smoke, his eyes apologetic: "Sorry, did the smoke bother you?"
Luo Zhiwei shook her head: "No." She paused: "Smoke less, smoking is bad for your health."
"Okay, I won't smoke anymore."
Um?
Luo Zhiwei was stunned by his quick agreement.
Lu Jingxiao smiled faintly, looking quite handsome. The dim light in the room shone through the French windows onto him, adding to his profound appearance. He stepped forward and picked him up directly: "Your knees hurt, yet you're still running around?"
He placed her by the bed and took a close look at Luo Zhiwei's knees. There were two red, swollen lumps, and even some blood. It was clear how much pain she had felt when she knelt down.
"You sit down, I'll go get the iodine."
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