Thinking this, Qiu Tu narrowed his eyes slightly and took a deep drag from his cigarette. The tip glowed crimson.
'I must find a way. Can't let him escape.'
Just as Qiu Tu was thinking this.
"Knock knock knock."
The clear sound of knocking on the door.
Qiu Tu looked up toward the doorway and saw Fang Tangtang, already dressed, holding a pair of pants and pajamas, timidly standing at the entrance.
As she noticed Qiu Tu's gaze, she lifted her head, looked at him with those big watery, almost-speaking eyes, and said gently, "You... aren't wearing pants. I'm afraid you'll catch cold."
Qiu Tu was stunned for a moment. He glanced down and realized, in his rush, he was still bare-assed.
He stubbed out the cigarette, then smiled and waved Fang Tangtang over, "The official business just now was urgent, so I didn't have time."
