Seeing that she was silent and looked displeased,
Zhou Mochen moved closer and softened his tone. "That was my fault just now. I only meant to hug you at first. I'm sorry."
The moment he leaned in, Xu Su shot up from the sofa. "Don't get so close to me."
Zhou Mochen froze, staring at her expressionlessly.
Feeling awkward under his gaze, Xu Su turned her head away. "I... I should get home. I've been taking out the trash for too long. My parents will get suspicious."
Only now did she have a moment to look around Zhou Mochen's new home.
The decor and furnishings were identical to his home in her past life. Even though it was in a factory's staff dormitory, the apartment was exquisitely decorated.
The original three-bedroom layout had been converted into a two-bedroom, making the living room enormous. The heating was on full blast, and Xu Su was only now starting to feel warm.
Zhou Mochen was only wearing a sweatshirt, while she had on a short down jacket. No wonder she felt hot.
