759 Mr. Ji, are you intending to sleep with me?
There was only one bedroom at her place, but this fellow wanted to stay here, and it was for a few days no less!
"Where are you going to stay?" she asked in surprise.
"Where am I going to stay? Of course, I'm staying here at your place," he answered with a straight face.
"Huh?!" Her eyes widened instantly before she shyly reasoned, "But there's only one bedroom at my place."
She came here alone, so although this apartment was rather spacious, there was only one bedroom.
There was only one bedroom, and this fellow wanted to stay here; was he going to sleep on the couch?
"What's wrong with one bedroom?" he asked softly, his tone nonchalant.
"…" Hearing his question, the corners of her mouth twitched a little as she became increasingly speechless.
"There's only one bedroom, and I'm definitely sleeping there. Are you gonna sleep on the couch, then?" she asked directly, glaring at him.
"Sleep on the couch?" He raised his brow a little at that.
"Mhm." She nodded, her mouth upturning a little. "Yup. Sleep on the couch."
"Of course, I'm sleeping in the bedroom with you." He told her this matter-of-factly.
"…" The corners of her mouth twitched a little. Seeing how nonchalant he was, she realized that he was doing it on purpose.
"Huh! You're doing this on purpose!" she hissed, glaring at him further.
"On purpose? You're my girlfriend. Isn't it a given that we share the same bedroom?" He raised his brow. The corners of his mouth hinted at a smile.
"Bu-But this kind of thing… this kind of thing… It's not okay even if we're dating!" she stammered earnestly.
From young, her parents had taught her that a woman must love herself first.
When her father passed away, her mother further emphasized on her the need to be wary of men outside and to love herself first.
Some things should not be tried, even in the process of dating, unless they were married.
Thus, when she went out with Zhou Zhuoyang, besides holding hands, they did not do anything intimate.
Looking at the dark eyes of this man, she suddenly recalled that they had gotten their marriage certificates already!
Legally, she was this man's wife!
"Oh, yeah. W-We are already married now…" She said her thoughts aloud.
Hearing her words, a light flashed across his eyes, and a hint of hesitation surfaced on his face, but that hesitation soon disappeared.
"En, so you're not just my girlfriend; you're also my wife. That's why…" His lips upturned slightly as he spoke a little arrogantly. "We can sleep in the same bedroom."
Boom! Her brain turned to mush because of that statement.
"S-Sl-Sleep in the same bedroom?!"
She gawked at him. Her mind was in a daze. Even though she had the experience of 'cohabiting' with him, the two of them stayed in different rooms.
Now, there was only one room!
"Why? Are you unwilling?" His brows knitted tightly together, a dark light flashing across his eyes.
Looking at his tightly knitted brows, she quickly shook her head.
"No, no, no! Of course, I'm not unwilling…"
Seeing her appearance, his lips upturned a little, and the slight discomfort in his heart faded.
"It's just… a little too fast, and… I'm not ready yet…"
Pursing her lips, she peered shyly at him with lowered head.
The shyness in her eyes made the man gulp.
"What were you thinking about? What preparations?"
When she heard the nonchalance in his voice, she froze at once. She then very quickly lifted her head and stared at him with stunned eyes.
"Ah?" Did she misunderstand? Wanting to share her bedroom was not wanting to bed her?
"…" Weren't you talking about bedding me?!
She kept the sexually charged question to herself, but her facial expression gave it away.
"It's more comfortable sleeping in a bed," he drawled, looking at her calmly.
Hearing that, she had the urge to murder someone.
Alas, despite repressing the urge, she could not control her mouth.
"Aren't you sleeping in the same room because you want to bed me?!"
A surprised look instantly appeared on his face, as if he were shocked to hear that from her.
"Why would I?"
When she heard his reply, her facial expression hardened.
Inexplicable disappointment, alongside with other complex emotions, rose in her heart.
Looking at his expressionless face, her many emotions boiled down to one word.
"Why? Are you disappointed with my answer?" There was a hint of laughter in his voice as he looked at the indignation on her face.
"Disappointed, my foot! You wash the remaining dishes!" She glared sharply at him, threw the bowl into the sink, and then pushed him aside.
She left the kitchen with her hands dripping wet and her heart upset.
The man left the dishes aside and chased after her angry back.
"Angry?" He shook his head wryly at her pouty look.
This girlfriend of his rejected him herself, but when he really did not want to take advantage of her, she was unhappy.
What a contradictory, stupid woman.
"Yes, I'm angry," she answered angrily, glaring at him.
This annoying fellow… It seemed that she had been too nice to him recently. How dare he play me like this?!