Only when Luo Shu was far away from Lu Hanmo did she stop and turn her head to look where he was, her face flushing red as the image of the unclothed Lu Hanmo involuntarily flashed through her mind.
"What a pervert!" Luo Shu shook her head, trying to dismiss the stimulating scene from her thoughts.
As she withdrew her gaze, Luo Shu sat down under a tree, leaning against the trunk and leisurely looked up at the sky when suddenly, she smacked her forehead in annoyance, "How could I have forgotten about the dates on the shampoo and shower gel bottles? How am I supposed to explain this now?"
Lu Hanmo stared blankly at the date on the shampoo bottle, his mouth slowly curving into a faint smile as he thought of the dream he had before. It was indeed his Shushu. Although he didn't know how she had become the current Luo Shu, as long as it was her, that was all that mattered.