Lin Tian reached into his pocket, ready to take out the keys to open the door. It was unavoidable; she insisted on not putting them in her bag.
Just as Lin Tian was about to take out the keys, his hand was suddenly held down. Liu Ruming's voice came from beside him: "Lin Tian, are you trying to take advantage of me?"
He thought Liu Ruming had sobered up. Looking down, he found her eyes were open, but her gaze remained hazy, only instinctively preventing Lin Tian from "taking advantage."
To Lin Tian, this remark felt quite unjust. If I had known, I would have left you at the hotel.
Silently, Lin Tian grumbled that if she hadn't held his hand, he could have pulled out the keys long ago. Who was really taking advantage of whom?
He moved his hand, easily pushing Liu Ruming's hand away, took out the keys, and smoothly opened the door.
