Qin Miaomiao wanted to refuse, but Lu Qing's gaze left her no room for argument, so she helplessly nodded: "Then I need to get up as well. You get up first, I need to stand."
Lu Qing's embrace was noticeably different from others; besides holding Qin Miaomiao's waist, he also rested his chin on her shoulder. He was so strong that Qin Miaomiao couldn't move at all.
"How am I supposed to brush my teeth and wash my face if you don't let go of me?"
Saying this, Qin Miaomiao began to struggle again. Seeing her serious expression, Lu Qing stopped joking and released her to freshen up. Meanwhile, he lazily stared at the wardrobe full of identical shirts.
"Help me choose, I don't know which one fits."
When Qin Miaomiao came out after freshening up, she heard Lu Qing's indecisive words. The identical shirts were indeed hard to choose from, so she purposefully picked a light blue one.
"This one will do, it suits today's weather."
