Since you have moved in, it will be difficult to move out.

Jing Tong unnaturally coughed and turned his head to the side. "I'll go down first, Yingluo. You can go back to your room and change your clothes."

Jiang Yu tutted softly, as if he was reproaching her for not being romantic. Jing Tong pretended not to hear and calmly walked out.

She walked all the way to the stairs before stopping.

Her heart was still beating very fast. She placed her hand on her chest and bitterly thought that if this continued, she would probably be taken to bed by this man soon.

After she had calmed down, she went downstairs. "Miss Jing." A servant greeted her. Would you like to have lunch?"

"Is Grandpa Jiang at home?" Jing Tong asked.

"Old master Jiang went out to visit a friend at noon." The maid said, " there's only you and young master at noon.

"I'll have to trouble you to get the kitchen to serve the dishes," Jing Tong nodded.

"Alright," he said. yes, " the servant replied respectfully.