A Night with Liu Fuping

Thinking this, Qiu Tu couldn't help tilting his head to look at Liu Fuping's back.

This beautiful mature woman seemed to have truly prepared herself for something. Even the way she walked had changed—she seemed a little furtive, yet also a little shy. It was clearly her own home, yet she was tiptoeing around softly.

Perhaps because he was used to Liu Fuping's usual carefree manner and their back-and-forth banter, Qiu Tu found himself somewhat unaccustomed to seeing her like this.

Watching Liu Fuping head into the bathroom, Qiu Tu lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling as he pondered what this counted as.

Was this the legendary "offering herself in return for saving her life"?

Tsk, it actually felt pretty damn good.

Just as Qiu Tu's thoughts were running wild, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Hearing that imagination-stirring sound, Qiu Tu paused, then abruptly sat up from the sofa. He suddenly couldn't lie still anymore.

He crept over to the door, preparing to sneak into the bathroom.

To get to the bathroom, he had to pass the front door. But the moment he reached it, Qiu Tu froze.

He discovered that the riding boots he had just placed by the door were gone!

Qiu Tu:??

Qiu Tu hesitated, then looked up at the coat rack by the door. The jacket he had just hung there was gone too.

Qiu Tu was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his lips curled into a smile. Things suddenly seemed rather interesting.

Just then, Liu Fuping opened the bathroom door from inside.

Liu Fuping poked her head out. Her beautiful eyes swept over Qiu Tu as she asked, "Why are you standing by the door?"

Qiu Tu went, "Huh?" then explained, "Nothing. Just walking around."

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