Turning around, Rong Shang looked at the tightly closed door, her captivating peach blossom eyes narrowing dangerously.
She hasn't made a decision yet, and doesn't know whether to open or not.
My heart is pounding with excitement! [Goddess, your package has arrived! Open the door! Open the door!]
With that, Rong Chang smiled.
Knock on it!
System, are you courting death in this dimension?
He keeps lying to her!
The people outside are clearly...
Rong Shang walked over, and the people outside started knocking on the door.
Since she already knew who the person outside was, Rong Shang didn't bother to ask anymore.
She reached out and opened the door directly.
Seemingly surprised that things went so smoothly, the man's hand, which had been knocking on the door, froze in mid-air.
It was late at night, and Luo Nancheng was probably afraid of being photographed by reporters, so when Rong Shang saw him, he was wearing a black baseball cap with the brim pulled low, almost covering half of his face.
Seeing that he was still dressed in the same clothes as during the day, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow. "You came in my car, didn't you?"
"Hmm." The man responded calmly without denying it.
Well, with such a straightforward young man, Rong Shang is much less troubled.
She turned around and prepared to go into the inner room.
Behind him, Luo Nancheng's indifferent voice came from behind.
Where are my clothes?
Her step faltered, and Rong Shang turned around with a polite smile.
"You followed my car here just to get your clothes back?"
Man, are you serious?!
She glanced at him; the man's thin, slightly red lips were pursed indifferently, as if he were struggling a little.
A hint of amusement flashed in Rong Shang's eyes, but she still went inside. She tore a piece of paper from the notebook on the desk and picked up a pen.
"I'll write down the address for you, and I'll also give you the receipt. You can pick it up at the dry cleaner yourself."
Man, if you care so much about your clothes, then you might as well go and grow old alone.
She actually wrote down a series of addresses on the blank paper from memory, but the man at the door hurriedly went inside.
A dark shadow fell, and Luo Nancheng walked over and snatched the note from Rong Shang's hand.
The deep, magnetic voice uttered only one word, "No."
That's not what I meant.
She glanced at him lazily from the side, then turned around and leaned her back against the desk.
"So what do you mean?"
The bright white light in the residence shone down, casting distinct layers of shadow on the man's black hair, making his handsome features even more deep and three-dimensional.
Luo Nancheng pursed his dry lips, then suddenly walked up to her, placed his hand on the desk, and pulled Rong Shang into his arms.
His deep, intense gaze fixed on her as Luo Nancheng spoke.
"Getting the clothes is secondary; I mainly came to see you."
As he spoke, his beautiful, slightly cool hand covered her and directly embraced Rong Shang's slender waist.
Rong Chang lowered her eyes and glanced at it.
A nonchalant smile still lingered on his lips.
This guy is really direct.
She brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead, then glanced lazily at Luo Nancheng. "So, are you trying to take advantage of me?"
No, I'm pursuing you.
He leaned down, his thin, slightly red lips parted, and he breathed softly into her ear.
"You said you're hard to pursue, so I want to give it a try."
His voice was really nice, especially when he spoke close to her ear; his sexy voice was so captivating it could make her pregnant.
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