Feeling the warmth in his embrace, her mood finally improved a bit.
After the elevator stopped, Lu Yanhe carried Su Jia out and only set her down at the door.
He took out the key to unlock the door, while Su Jia held onto his waist from behind, not letting go even after the door was open.
She rested her face against his back, walking in step with him into the room.
Lu Yanhe took a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, the tags still on, clearly not Wen Xi's this time.
Su Jia pursed her lips but put them on anyway, no longer stubbornly going barefoot.
After entering, she walked over to the sofa and sat down; although her foot wasn't as painful as before, it was still somewhat uncomfortable.
Lu Yanhe left her there and went to the bathroom, soon the sound of water could be heard from inside.
After showering, he came out and went into the bedroom.
Throughout the whole process, he didn't speak a word to her voluntarily.
