After the long day dealing with the restaurant, Liu Meilin felt completely drained.
By the time she and Lu Jianfeng arrived home, the night air of the city felt calmer than the storm that had happened earlier at the company.
Liu Meilin placed her files on the table and sighed deeply.
"Today was exhausting…"
Lu Jianfeng loosened the collar of his shirt, his sharp eyes still thoughtful.
Miss Zhao's scheme had almost succeeded in ruining the restuarant preparations.
Lu Jianfeng walked past her toward the bathroom.
"I'll take a shower first," he said.
Liu Meilin nodded absentmindedly.
"Okay."
Soon the sound of running water echoed softly through the house.
Liu Meilin opened the documents again, reviewing the information some.
The bathroom door opened.
Liu Meilin looked up without thinking.
And instantly froze.
Lu Jianfeng stepped out with only a towel wrapped low around his waist.
His hair was still wet, droplets of water slowly sliding down his neck and over his shoulders before trailing down his well-defined chest.
The dim light of the room made the lines of his abs and strong arms even more noticeable.
Liu Meilin's brain completely stopped working.
Her cheeks heated up instantly.
She had always had a weakness for men with strong biceps and veiny hands.
And right now…
Liu Meilin looked like he had stepped straight out of a magazine.
She tried to look away.
But unfortunately for her
Lu Jianfeng noticed.
A slow, amused smile appeared on his lips.
Instead of leaving, he flexed his arm slightly, the muscles in his bicep tightening as he casually stretched.
Liu Meilin's eyes widened.
Her face turned even redder.
Lu Jianfeng walked closer, his steps slow and deliberate.
Soon he was standing right beside her.
Leaning slightly toward her, his voice low and teasing.
"Do you like what you're seeing?"
Liu Meilin jumped up immediately.
"I wasn't looking!"
Her voice came out too loud and too fast.
Lu Jianfeng raised an eyebrow.
Clearly unconvinced.
Liu Meilin covered her face in embarrassment.
"Just...just go get dressed!"
Lu Jianfeng chuckled softly, clearly entertained.
"Alright."
He grabbed his clothes and went back into the bedroom.
A few minutes later, he returned wearing comfortable clothes, his hair still slightly damp.
Liu Meilin had finally calmed down… a little.
They sat down together at the table again.
The atmosphere returned to being serious.
Lu Jianfeng looked at her for a moment before gently pulling her closer.
"You did well today."
Liu Meilin smiled softly.
They went to bed hugging each other peacefully.