Every time he comes to Tokyo,
Lu Liang feels like he's coming home.
As long as he's informed of his arrival in Tokyo, no matter how late it is, there will always be a light left on for him in the living room, and a lovely woman waiting for him at home.
Erii was dozing on the sofa watching TV. Suddenly, hearing the commotion at the entrance, she knew Lu Liang had returned and quickly brought the prepared warm water for rinsing and a hot towel to wipe his face.
"Sir, please take your time. The bathwater in the bathroom is ready, and the pajamas are in the wardrobe by the door."
She tiptoed and very gently and carefully helped Lu Liang take off his coat, then knelt down to remove his shoes and socks.
Even the thread left between the toes was cautiously removed, like plucking chestnuts from the fire.
"Miyuki, is she asleep?"
Initially, Lu Liang was not used to it, after all, he had never been so tenderly cared for.
