Not Interested

After pressing the doorbell, Lu Zhen considered how to explain later. Before she could think clearly, the door opened.

Song Jia, who was wearing casual clothes, looked much gentler and more reserved than usual. When he saw Lu Zhen outside the door, he was stunned for two seconds. "Miss Lu, what's the matter?" When Lu Zhen wanted to explain about Ghost and her, Song Jia opened the door. "Come in and talk."

A moment later, Song Jia brought over a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. "Is orange juice okay? It shouldn't affect your weight, right?"

Lu Zhen smiled. "No, thank you. I came over to tell you that the little boy who appeared at my house just now is an eSports player. He came to teach me how to play games."

Song Jia took a sip of coffee and licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. His casual action revealed a very special sexiness. Lu Zhen couldn't help but take a few more glances. Song Jia put down his coffee cup. "Looks like I misunderstood."