Lu Ao looked around curiously a few more times, then turned and asked, "Do you usually sleep here?"
"Before I met you, sometimes I was too lazy to go back, so I just stayed here." Song Zhou gently pushed his shoulder. "The bedding was all replaced recently. The bathroom is over here. You can take a shower first, then get some proper sleep."
"That works."
Lu Ao followed him into a bathroom with separate wet and dry areas.
Song Zhou's temporary bathroom was bigger than the rooms in Lu Ao's house.
The decor inside was just as luxurious.
For the first time, Lu Ao wondered whether making Song Zhou live in his country house had wronged him.
Lu Ao turned to look at him. "Do you have any spare clothes?"
"I do."
Song Zhou took him to a hidden walk-in closet next door. Clothes and accessories for every season were laid out inside, including both traditional Chinese clothing and suits.
"They're all here. This season's new clothes haven't been delivered yet, so I don't think there are any new ones inside."
Song Zhou turned around and asked with a smile, "How about—you make do with these?"
Lu Ao had thought he would say he would go home and fetch some. He had not expected that answer, and he froze.
He had never even considered wearing his boyfriend's clothes before.
Lu Ao quietly drew a breath and said casually, "Fine. I'll just wear them for a while."
Song Zhou's eyes curved into crescents.
Lu Ao asked again, "What about underwear? Find me a pair of underwear."
"There's no new underwear either."
"...Oh."
Song Zhou tilted his head. "Mine might be a little big. Will you make do with them too?"
Lu Ao suddenly went speechless, his face flushing bright red.
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