Indeed... a bit fierce.
Is she afraid?
Lu Yanzhuo paused for a moment, then walked over and sat down on the sofa next to her.
Shen Zhiyi continued working, "I just changed Gangbeng's dressing, he shouldn't need to move anymore today."
She lowered her head, a faint smile playing on her lips as she brought the coin closer, her tone even gentler.
"Sweetie, is it comfortable?"
Steel Coin slumped on the sofa and hummed comfortably twice.
"It's almost asleep," Shen Zhiyi said softly to Lu Yanzhuo as she turned her head.
Lu Yanzhuo stared at her fingers.
Slender fingertips ran through the black and white fur, meandering along its spine.
Her delicate pink fingertips appeared and disappeared intermittently.
Lu Yanzhuo didn't touch her, but a strange tingling sensation ran through his body, like an electric current running down his spine.
His breathing was slightly heavy.
A deep, dark gaze fell upon her face.
But because her gaze and fingertips did not fall on him, he felt a jealousy that he couldn't explain.
His piercing gaze swept across the coin.
Cut off its sleepiness.
Gangbeng jolted, shook his leg, and opened his eyes to look at him.
"Why aren't you sleepy anymore?" Shen Zhiyi asked in surprise.
"Heh." Lu Yanzhu sneered, "It's always been good at pretending."
Shen Zhiyi felt helpless.
"Then I'll head back now." She glanced at her watch.
The live stream is about to start.
"I'll come over to take care of it first thing tomorrow morning."
"Let me know before you leave."
"Hmm." Lu Yanzhuo lifted his eyelids indifferently and watched her put the keys on the coffee table.
He pursed his lips, his expression blank.
Shen Zhiyi closed the door and left.
A man and a dog were sprawled on the sofa.
They were all reminiscing about her gentleness.
Lu Yanzhuo, with his eyes half-closed, suddenly noticed a hair tie lying on the sofa carpet.
He paused, then bent down to pick it up.
It's a misty blue silk hair tie.
It's hers.
Lu Yanzhuo slowly twirled the hair tie.
His rough fingertips climbed up the silk, caressing it gently. In the midst of his increasingly intense emotional struggle, he imagined the feel of her touch.
It might be even smoother than this.
He closed his eyes.
I feel that I am hopelessly degenerate.
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