"Then why don't you hurry up?!"
Xu Xia whispered, then turned around and hugged him tightly.
One said they didn't want to stay, the other said they wanted to leave, but their arms embracing each other betrayed their reluctance.
"Ah, I almost forgot!" Xu Xia suddenly released Leng Zirui, lifted her face from his chest, and pulled him towards the bedroom, "Come on, let's pack your things."
Pack his things?
He didn't really need anything!
Although he knew it wasn't necessary, Leng Zirui didn't stop her.
Firstly, he didn't want to dampen her mood, and secondly, he didn't want her to feel something was off.
Grabbing his suitcase and opening it, Xu Xia frowned as she looked around the clothing rack, "You should take a few more sets of underwear. Oh, by the way, which country are you going to?"
She turned her face towards Leng Zirui, who just shrugged.
