Those were a pair of narrow almond-shaped eyes, with the mask covering most of his face, only the eyes could be seen.
For those few seconds of eye contact, Lu Tinglou saw hostility in that man's eyes.
Then, the door shut.
Lu Tinglou gave a slight chuckle, leaning against the doorframe, thinking how youthful arrogance is.
"Mugwort is here." Yao Tao had just finished climbing the last few steps and walked over to Lu Tinglou, seeing him leaning on the doorframe, she asked, "Waiting here?"
Lu Tinglou's smile didn't fade: "Yes, the capitalist doesn't want to shoulder the burden of virtue, I feel too guilty having Sister Yao come over twice, so how could I wait for you to knock, just waited here instead."
