Tang Zhou suddenly widened his eyes, his expression slightly startled, his heartbeat abruptly quickening.
At that moment, a maid cleaning the house happened to come down the stairs. Hearing the footsteps, Leng Chenmo straightened his back and continued tying the scarf for Tang Zhou, then stood in front of Tang Zhou, looked at him, and said, "There, done."
Tang Zhou's face was still red; he coughed heavily twice to mask his feelings, quickly pulled the hoodie of his down jacket over his head, then stuffed his hands into the jacket pockets, and with an "Oh," he quickly walked out the door.
Leng Chenmo watched Tang Zhou's hurriedly retreating figure and a trace of a smile flashed through his reserved eyes; he then lifted his leg and followed him out.
Tang Zhou walked ahead for a distance, then suddenly turned back and asked, "Hey, Leng Chenmo."
"Hmm?"
"What do you think about me wearing women's clothes and growing my hair long in the future?"
