Lu Jinshen's face darkened when he saw that instead of being happy, Su Luo's expression became more and more indifferent.

"Okay, stop pretending, where did you pack my toiletries?" Lu Jinshen said coldly.

Su Luo came back to her senses, opened her mouth and said, "Trash can."

Lu Jin was stunned.

"What?"

Su Luo raised her head and looked at Lu Jinshen: "Nothing, I just cleaned out a bunch of old items. The new toiletries are in the cabinet. You can go get them yourself."

Lu Jin frowned deeply and turned around to open the locker. There were indeed neatly packed brand new daily necessities inside.

Taking out a set casually, Lu Jin returned to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the sink, Lu Jinshen always felt that the new daily necessities were a bit inconsistent with the old things in the room.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, Lu Jinshen realized the cause of the disharmony.

In the past, all the items in the bathroom were for couples, but now the items in his hand were no longer similar to Su Luo's original items.

Is this the old stuff she was talking about cleaning out?

Outside the door, Su Luo hugged a pillow and slid her wheelchair toward the door little by little.

Just when Su Luo's hand was about to touch the bedroom door handle, a bone-chilling voice sounded from behind her.

"where are you going?"

Su Luo's fingertips paused slightly.

"Go to the guest room and sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Luo felt a cold air behind her.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said.

Lu Jinshen was forced to stay. Now he must not like him, let alone sharing the same bed with him.

So I, my soon-to-be ex-wife, chose to leave on my own initiative.

Even if he wasn't moved by such thoughtfulness, he would at least feel comfortable.

However...it doesn't seem to be the case.

Behind him, cold footsteps approached step by step.

Until Su Luo felt the man's strong aura pressing against her back, wrapping her up until she was almost suffocated.

Then the cold voice mixed with the warm breath touched her sensitive auricular nerves.

"Su Luo, what do you want to do? Leave on purpose, let mother see it, and then teach me a lesson?"

Su Luo was slightly startled.

She didn't think so at all.

She just didn't want to sleep with him anymore.

However, Lu Jinshen didn't believe her at all.

She only heard him standing behind her and ordering in a cold voice: "Stop wasting everyone's time and go wash up and go to bed."

After saying that, Lu Jinshen locked the bedroom door.

Obviously, if Su Luo insists on leaving, he will definitely be really angry.

Thinking of Wang Yachun's worries, Grandma Lu's body, and the pressure from the Su and Lu families, Su Luo pursed her lips and turned back to her wheelchair.

Before everything settled, she really didn't want to and couldn't alert others.

At the door of the bathroom, Su Luo slowly stood up from the wheelchair and walked in while holding on to the wall.

The sound of water rushing sounded, and Su Luo gritted her teeth and completed all the washing work alone.

During this period, she almost slipped on the floor once, and she was so frightened that she screamed out in surprise, but she still swallowed the name that was stuck in her throat.

In the past, as long as Lu Jinshen was by her side, she would still call him even if she scratched a one-millimeter wound on her finger.

Because she still hoped to help Lu Jinshen develop the habit of protecting her.

However, three years later, it turned out that her idea was a joke.

Habits can be formed, but only voluntarily.

With red eyes, Su Luo gritted her teeth and stood up, continuing to wash up.

In the shadow outside the door, the man's fist slowly clenched.

Her hair was dried and everything was packed away. Just when Su Luo was about to put on her pajamas and leave, she realized that the clothes rack was empty and there was nothing.

Oops! I forgot to bring my pajamas.

Su Luo was stunned for a moment, then moved her eyes to the washing machine.

The clothes she wore during the day are currently tumbling in the washing machine.

All hope is lost...

It was already quiet outside the door at this moment, and the main light in the room seemed to be turned off.

Has Lu Jinshen fallen asleep?

If he is already asleep, you can wear his clothes and go out.

Su Luo glanced at the unwashed white shirt that Lu Jinshen had just taken off.

His shirt always changes every day and is not dirty.

But... Lu Jinshen would think she was "dirty".

After all, even when washing clothes, he didn't want his clothes to be mixed with hers.

As time passed by, Su Luo's legs began to ache slightly.

She can't stand here forever.

Gritting her teeth, Su Luo pulled the white shirt and put it on her head.

At this moment, Lu Jinshen's unique scent enveloped her, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco and men's cologne.

This smell once made her addicted.

Su Luo's movements were sluggish for a moment, but fortunately the stinging pain in her calf made her wake up again.

Su Luo quickly put on her shirt and pulled the hem of her clothes to cover her buttocks.

It won't be exposed, but it's just barely.

Carefully opening the bathroom door, everything seemed to be as Su Luo expected.

There was no one in the room.

The light in front of the bed was dim, but Su Luo intuitively felt that Lu Jinshen should have gone to bed.

My hanging heart suddenly relaxed.

Su Luo walked to the closet, bent down and started looking for pajamas.

At this time, Lu Jinshen, who had finished making phone calls on the balcony, stepped into the room with half a foot. Under the ambiguous light, a girl wearing his shirt came into view.

The shirt is wide, but it accentuates the wearer's slender body.

Under the hem of the clothes, half of the pure white cotton material is exposed, and underneath is a pair of straight and slender beautiful legs.

There is only an obvious scar on the calf, which was left in the car accident.

In the drawer, Su Luo found the pajamas she wanted to wear.

Then, the buttons of the white shirt were unbuttoned one by one with her fingertips.

From the neck to the shoulders, the milky white skin is exposed to the air bit by bit...
Chapter completed!