Qiao Yin was wearing lace-up short boots today, which were not easy to take off.
However, Lu Lingche was very patient, and his movements were gentle, as if he was afraid of waking her up.
Lu Yan Xi watched for a moment without making a sound, then silently walked away.
After returning to her room, she felt somewhat emotional. Second Brother seemed to be truly smitten this time. He, who was so proud and cold, was willing to take off Qiao Yin's shoes, completely disregarding any face or dignity.
Lu Yan Xi had also had quite a few drinks tonight and was feeling somewhat dizzy and bloated. As she leaned against the wall intending to go to the restroom, she heard a very light knock on the door.
With suspicion, she opened the door, looked up, and saw Lu Lingche's handsome and indifferent face.
She immediately stood up straight, striving to appear sober, "Second Brother, do you need something?"