Meixiang responsibly said, "I still have to pack up your room for you."
"There is no need. I am feeling rather good today, so I will pack it up myself." Chu Qiao did not wait for Meixiang to make any response before taking the water and heading back to the room. Following which, she leaned her ear on the door. Only after Meixiang and Jingjing had left did Chu Qiao finally heave a sigh of relief.
Zhuge Yue leaned on the bed and casually stated, "Look at you, like you just stole something."
Chu Qiao stared at him. Walking over, she pulled on his arm. "While there is no one here, quickly head back to your own room."
"I don't want to," Zhuge Yue crisply refused. "Only if you wash my face for me."
Chu Qiao was confused, as she asked, "Why?"
"If you do not do it, I will not head back."