At night, back to New York.
As soon as Shen Xia swiped her card inside, she couldn't help but collapse onto the sofa, "Phew, I'm exhausted."
Lu Li looked at her; she had no ladylike demeanor at all, and he couldn't help but laugh.
To be honest, he quite enjoyed the kind of straightforward relationship he had with Shen Xia, where neither had complicated thoughts.
Just the round trip on the plane today took over eight hours.
And there were connecting rides and such.
It could be said that they spent over ten hours in transit.
It was only natural that Shen Xia was exhausted.
Lu Li sat down beside her, "If you're tired, take a shower and get some rest early. You have to get up early tomorrow."
Shen Xia was really worn out, laying there limply, "I'll rest a bit more before taking a shower, too tired to get up."
Lu Li felt a bit uneasy seeing her like this.
He asked, "I know some traditional medicine, want me to give you a massage to relieve the fatigue?"
