"Being a doctor is a lifelong career, take it slow, there's no rush."
Mu Nanshu suddenly felt the pressure from Lu Cheng's palm, quickly slipped out of his embrace, and turned off the light: "Let's sleep."
Lu Cheng said, "Come closer, I'm a bit cold."
"Like I'd believe you... mmm... mmm..." Mu Nanshu's mouth was blocked, and her speech started to slur.
Everything that followed was only natural.
A single man and a single woman, alone in one room.
Winter rains in spring...
...
The next day, Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu both slept in.
Mu Nanshu was woken up by a phone call; it was Xie Yuan'an, who hadn't found Nanshu in the laboratory and was calling to hurry her up.
At eight thirty, Mu Nanshu immediately sat up, answering the phone and then quickly got out of bed to wash up.
Lu Cheng wasn't idle either; he hurried downstairs to buy breakfast.
The rice noodles in Ji City have always been quite tasty, though they can clump easily, so Lu Cheng packed two bowls to take back.
