Chapter 3: The So-Called Child Bride (3)
Ling Chuxia hurriedly closed the window, then casually tidied up the screen that had been disturbed by the strong wind, letting it fall smoothly to the ground.
After arranging everything, Ling Chuxia turned around, ready to go back to bed and continue sleeping. However, after taking just a few steps, another flash of lightning accompanied by thunder illuminated the entire bedroom for a moment, revealing the man sitting on the bedroom sofa.
She stopped abruptly as if struck by the lightning, frozen in place.
How did he get back?
The next moment, her thought was that one should never talk behind someone's back; as soon as you do, they end up standing right behind you... No wonder she felt those gusts of cold wind on her back just now...
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The bedroom had only the lamp on the bedside table lit, casting a dim, eerie yellow light. When Ling Chuxia woke up earlier, she went directly to close the window, not noticing the area by the sofa.
Moreover, she hadn't expected him to return.
Since the last time he left in a huff, slamming the door on his way out, he hadn't come back for several months...
Ling Chuxia was still lost in thought when Shi Che suddenly made a low groan—it had a nasal tone, sounding somewhat uncomfortable.
Ling Chuxia quickly pulled herself back to reality, adjusting her expression as she cautiously approached him.
As she got closer, Ling Chuxia caught a faint, rich scent of alcohol; it wasn't strong, but mild and pleasant.