Chapter 111: Have you ever been to the lake before?

"Brother Han..." Bai Shuruo subconsciously pulled her bath towel tighter.

Han Yangting smiled at her: "Is it convenient for Ruoruo tonight?"

"What? Convenient?" Bai Shuruo did not know what he was referring to.

Han Yangting said: "When we were in Beishi, we already shared a bed, and now that we are back in Beifeng, I think it is only right that we should share a bed as well, so I came over to ask you, will you go over, or shall I come over?"

"Ah?" Bai Shuruo was flustered.

But thinking about it carefully, what he said was not wrong; a married couple should indeed sleep in the same bed.

"How about... we talk after I put on my clothes?" Bai Shuruo asked.

Han Yangting stood up and walked toward her, sniffed in front of her, and then said: "So fragrant."

Having just finished bathing, there was a milky scent on her body, her skin was white with a rosy tint, and the aura about her was warm.

He could not help but kiss her forehead, then said: "Then I will wait for you."

"Mm." Bai Shuruo paused.

For some reason, when he kissed her, the figure wearing the number 7 jersey flashed through her mind.

She paused, unable to help but blame herself for being distracted in her heart.

Han Yangting assumed she was shy, so he returned to his room first.

Bai Shuruo slowly put on her pajamas and sat on the bed for a while before going to Han Yangting's room.

Han Yangting was leaning against the headboard reading a book; seeing her arrive, he patted the spot beside him: "Ruoruo, come over."

His room did not have the same vibe as hers; his was mainly in cool tones, the furniture was mostly gray and white, and the quilt was also gray, which she was very unaccustomed to.

"Brother Han, how about..." Bai Shuruo said with difficulty: "I'd better go back to my own room to sleep; I'm not a quiet sleeper, and I'm afraid of kicking you."

"I don't mind," Han Yangting said.

"It's quite troublesome for two people to sleep together; our schedules are different. You are used to waking up early, and I am used to staying up late. When you get up, it will affect me. Tomorrow is Saturday, and I want to... sleep in before getting up to go to work."

Han Yangting stared steadily for a few seconds.

She felt guilty and hurriedly lowered her head.

But Han Yangting then smiled: "Since Ruoruo doesn't want to sleep with me, then go back to your room. We will sleep separately; I won't force you."

"Heh, alright then." Bai Shuruo breathed a sigh of relief.

But as she turned, she looked back at Han Yangting and felt a trace of guilt again.

As a man, he really had been very accommodating to her.

Returning to her room, she lay on the bed and thought for a while; thinking of her birthday party, her sense of guilt grew even stronger.

She felt she really owed him so much.

But then she thought, actually, there is no need for a married couple to sleep in the same bed every day. Everyone's schedules are different, and their sleeping postures are different; being stuck together every day might actually make it hard to rest well.

The next day.

Bai Shuruo did not arrive at the office until 9:30 in the morning.

Meng Ze had already arrived, and upon seeing her, he greeted her with indifference.

Bai Shuruo also nodded lightly, then returned to her seat and sat down.

Meng Ze seemed to have forgotten about last night; he kept working earnestly, whereas Bai Shuruo would look at his back from time to time.

Bai Shuruo thought that this Meng Ze, being hot and cold toward people, might just be one of those "love experts" from the public accounts.

Love experts do not act like sycophants; they keep girls at a distance, and only in this way can they make girls pine for them.

Bai Shuruo had wanted to ask him if he had ever been a librarian in a lake before, but seeing Meng Ze like this, she dismissed the thought.

What if he was, and what if he wasn't?

Days passed peacefully for a few more days.

This day, there was an automotive Carnival event in Fengcheng jointly organized by car enthusiasts and a certain video platform, and the scale was decent.

Bai Shunan sent Bai Shuruo and Meng Ze to go; for one, they were designers, and going might help them find inspiration, and for another, the Carnival was aimed at car enthusiasts, so others going would not be of much use.

Setting off in the morning, Bai Shuruo asked Meng Ze: "Meng Ze, how are you going to the venue in a moment?"

Meng Ze said: "Riding my motorcycle there. How about you?"

"I'm taking a taxi."

Meng Ze said: "Why take a taxi? It's a waste of money. I'll just give you a ride; we'll go together and come back together."

Bai Shuruo thought that made sense, so she smiled: "That works too."

It was that same men's motorcycle; Bai Shuruo took the helmet from him, but that damn safety buckle just wouldn't fasten no matter what.

So, it was Meng Ze who fastened it for her.

The two got on the motorcycle and set off in a flurry.

Ling Feng happened to be returning from outside; he watched the speeding motorcycle disappear from his field of vision, then walked into Bai Shunan's office: "How come Ruoruo and that subordinate of hers left together on a motorcycle?"

Bai Shunan was busy, and she looked up to ask: "Is there a problem? There's a car Carnival today; I let them both go."

"That kid wouldn't cuckold Han Yangting, would he?"

Bai Shunan said: "How is that possible? My sister isn't that kind of person, and as for that kid..."

"That kid has been quite popular with the girls in the company after playing a game of basketball last week."

"My sister isn't an ordinary girl; she doesn't like Meng Ze's type. Don't worry." Bai Shunan was confident.

Ling Feng paused, thinking to himself, could it really be that he was overthinking it?

Forget it, since her own sister wasn't saying anything, why should he bother worrying about it?

The car Carnival was held at a farm in the suburbs.

Many of the people who came were car enthusiasts, discussing cars together, test-driving each other's vehicles, debating the performance of the cars, and complaining about the shortcomings of certain models; it was quite interesting.

Bai Shuruo was not skilled at socializing, but she was good at listening, so there was no awkwardness.

She remembered everything they said clearly—which model had what advantages, and which model had what flaws—so she could use it for reference after going back.

Meng Ze had come by motorcycle today, but he was also very knowledgeable about cars and chatted freely with the crowd.

In the afternoon, the event ended, but the heavens began to rain.

It was almost summer, and there had been a lot of rain lately; it would come down unexpectedly.

The others had all driven there, so naturally they were not afraid of the rain, and before long, the people at the farm had mostly left.

Bai Shuruo and Meng Ze sat awkwardly under a pavilion to hide from the rain; next to the pavilion was his motorcycle, which was drenched, making the iron parts on it look bright and shiny, as if mocking the two of them for not even having a car yet coming to attend a car Carnival—they would have been better off at a motorcycle Carnival.

Meng Ze asked Bai Shuruo, "I'm sorry, Supervisor Bai, it's my fault you can't go back; how about I call a car for you?"

Bai Shuruo naturally had to refuse: "We came together; if I leave, you'll be the only one left here. Let's wait a bit longer; this rain should stop soon."

However, although the rain was not heavy, it just kept drizzling on and on.

"Then, Supervisor Bai, please stand further inside so you don't get rained on; it's not good for a girl to get wet in the rain."

Bai Shuruo smiled.

Just as she stepped further inside, Meng Ze suddenly reached out to brush her hair, "Your hair has been dampened by the rain."

Bai Shuruo hurriedly said, "It doesn't matter."

Afterwards, Bai Shuruo looked up at him and asked, "Meng Ze, have you ever been to Hudong Middle School?"