"Guest room." Lu Jingang's eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips moving coldly.
Actually, Mu Lezhu also knew she was supposed to sleep in the guest room. He had already mentioned it before her shower. It was just that the earlier atmosphere was too awkward, and she couldn't really bear it, so she wanted to ease the situation with this topic. But for the moment, she didn't know what to say, so she casually asked. His answer was, of course, within her expectations.
"Um... okay." Mu Lezhu clutched her robe collar with both hands, nodded, glanced around, and pointed to the left side with her hand: "Um... is... is it this one?"
Lu Jingang's Adam's apple rolled lightly, but he didn't speak; his eyes were filled with a cold glint, looking indifferently at her, which could be seen as tacit agreement.
