Mr. Yao carefully wrapped the items inside with pressure-reducing bubble wrap to prevent damage.
The bathroom door seemed to bang open, and she hurriedly stuffed his bag back into its original place in the suitcase.
"All set?" Seeing her, Mr. Yao asked with some curiosity.
"Yes, all set."
He estimated the distance between her and the suitcase and then saw that the zipper pouch was slightly askew, understanding it clearly in his heart.
This clean and innocent girl is actually interested in such things?
Mr. Yao thought for a moment; of course, he couldn't let her know what these things were for, otherwise, she would be guarded. So he bent down and decisively zipped up the suitcase, locked it, and without deliberately explaining anything to her, said, "Let's go, since everything is packed."
The two of them pulled their luggage and walked out, with Mr. Yao locking the door to the house.
