So she took a deep breath, showed a gentle smile, and patiently answered, "A woman."
Xia Nuobai walked around to stand in front of her, braced his arms on the desk to cage her in. "That's not very normal..."
Momo gave a dry laugh.
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After work that evening, it was only natural that Xia Nuobai waited to leave with her.
Momo had originally wanted to agree, but suddenly remembered something. "You go first! I still have something to do."
"What is it? I'll go with you."
Momo lifted the tote bag by her feet. "I'm going to return this clothes to Fang Feichi. You sure you want to come with me?"
Xia Nuobai's eyes sharpened. "You washed it?"
"This suit has to be dry-cleaned. How would I wash it?" Momo shot him a look.
Xia Nuobai let out a low "mm," then warningly pinched her chin, rubbing her lips with the pad of his finger in an ambiguous way. "You've got five minutes. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot..."
