"Don't do anything that makes my heart ache in the future." Jiang Yao let out a soft sigh and broke the silence. The palm under the blanket gently pushed the other hand. "Go take a shower and change out of your wet clothes. You might catch a cold if you wear them for too long."
"Okay."
Lu Xingzhi responded very quickly, like an obedient child who was especially afraid of angering the elders.
He only agreed, but he did not show any intention of letting go of her hand.
He could not bear to part, and he could not bear to leave.
"Go!"
Jiang Yao pushed him with her other hand. "Change your clothes and go buy some breakfast. After you've eaten, come up and rest with me for a while."
Lu Xingzhi moved and let go of her hand. However, he bent down and kissed the corner of her slightly raised lips. He was so sticky that he did not look like a man who was almost 30 years old but like a three-year-old boy.