Having thought that through, the sulking Jiang Menghan heavily tossed Lihǎo's clothes into Su Wen's hands:
"Put them away and hurry up for lunch. We still have to go to the lab to calculate data this afternoon."
With that, she turned and ran off, leaving Su Wen in his bear pajamas, leaning against the sofa and watching TV.
Clearly,
she had bought these pajamas according to her own tastes as well.
But even Su Wen, who considered himself a psychology expert, found it difficult to understand why the ice-cold girl had suddenly become a little upset.
Still, this had happened a few times before, so he did not pay it much mind. He simply held the clothes, intending to put them back in the wardrobe in his room,
but as soon as he stood up,
his foot slipped, and he somehow fell flat onto the floor.
What rotten luck.
Even a Tier 3 Transcendent could not withstand that.
Two hours passed quietly just like that.
In Lorenz Riel, sunlight folded through the window of the Gate of Alijos, filtering through dense leaves and scattering fine golden flecks across the cabin's wooden floor, casting mottled shadows.
A light breeze carried the fresh scent of grass and trees from the forest,
drifting gently through the open window, stirring the edge of the curtains with a faint rustling sound.
At the low table in the research room, Jiang Menghan gently set down a cup of steaming flower tea.
Misty vapor slowly rose from it, and Su Wen could smell the faint fragrance of tea mingling with the girl's sweet, fresh scent.
He stretched lazily, then turned from his ergonomic chair and smiled at the ice-cold girl.
"What did you just go out to do?"
"I went to ask Phyllis for the earlier