Or rather, the enthusiastic Mr. Che didn't give them time to be alone, and it wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that Orlando got rid of Mr. Che and went back to the upstairs guest room to rest.

Mrs. Che called her daughter and handed her a set of men's pajamas that she had prepared: "This is for Orlando, the servants are busy preparing New Year's pastries, you can help him make a bed by the way." ”

Xiaoya sighed, took her pajamas and went upstairs.

Winter in Pengcheng is not cold, just like spring in Rome.

Orlando leaned against the window, looking at the sea of flowers illuminated by the street lamps, and thought to herself—they were under the same roof, and they had been sitting in the same hall a few minutes before.

From the afternoon until now, they have not spoken a few private words, and there are light bulbs everywhere, big and bright.

Is her room next door?

Mr. Che is really an interesting person.

The corners of Orlando's lips curled, and the Che couple were satisfied with him and felt honored to be able to climb him.

It's the girl, lukewarm to him.

Every day's text messages, she sent him with just a few simple words, so what about the gifts he carefully selected in the mail, should they not be disgusted and thrown into the trash, right?

If that's the case, he'll really die of sadness.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" He asked.

"It's me." Through the door, the girl's voice was soft and weak, but he heard it very clearly, and the whole person was shocked, straightened up, and turned to the door.

Here she comes!

He walked briskly, his heart beating half a beat faster.

The door was quickly opened by him, and the girl stood in the corridor with a set of gray pajamas in her hand, and her shy little appearance was very cute.

There was no one else in the hallway but her, and he felt the urge to take her into his arms, but he finally suppressed that urge - he didn't want to scare the girl and make her even more annoying.

"Hey!" He smiled softly at her.

"Hey!" Shinoya glanced at him and lowered her face slightly to avoid making eye contact with him. "Here's the pajamas for you, and this."

Orlando's eyes fell, and a two-pack of new Nenei rested on top of his pajamas.

"You're about the same size as my brother, so you should fit. I'll help you get it down for dry cleaning when you change your clothes later. She said.

"I'm sorry for your trouble!" Orlando reached for her pajamas, and when their hands touched, she shuddered slightly, and immediately retracted.

Is he so disgusted? Or too shy?

The girl kept her head hanging slightly, and he couldn't tell the difference between her expression and the eyes.

Orlando has never been so nervous and concerned.

"I'll call my men and ask him to bring my luggage over tomorrow." He said.

Shinoya snorted, her gaze cautiously past him, peering into the room.

Everyone was busy and the sheets were not put on.

Orlando moved his lips, trying to start a topic, but the girl spoke before him.

"I'll help you put on the sheets, pillows and quilts, the maids are busy making pastries, tomorrow the relatives will come over for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, many of the food will be fresh, so I will start preparing today."

"I'm sorry for you!" She was going to enter the house, and Orlando was too late to be happy, though he should have taken pity on him and did the work himself.

He stepped aside and invited the girl into the house.

Shinoya walked straight to the closet and opened the door. Sheets, quilts and pillows rest on the top layer.

She stood on tiptoe and stretched out her arms to pick up the quilt, looking a little struggling.

Orlando rested his pajamas on the bedside table and came to help, and the tall man easily took off the quilt and sheets.

Shinoya took the sheets first and went to make the bed.