Guan Xi jumped a little when Xiao Jiuyan ordered her to look at him.
She didn't want to. She really didn't want to.
However, again, she had no choice.
Slowly, she turned her gaze to her husband's devilishly handsome face.
'What the f*ck? He looks so scary!'
He said, "Come here."
Guan Xi licked her lips nervously.
She was still about three to four steps away from him.
She recalled the last time they were in this position. It didn't end up in her favor.
She knew without a doubt that if this continued, they were bound to have a repeat performance.
And that was exactly what she didn't want. She needed to take control.
If she hadn't been pretending to be Gu Wenxi, she would've already said or done something a long time ago.
She swallowed nervously and began, "Master Jiu, I want... can I discuss something with you?"
She made sure that her tone was sincere and earnest. She wanted him to know that she wanted to negotiate seriously.
Xiao Jiuyan raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"It's just that... I just became an ***** recently, and... and I..." she stuttered, trying to compose her words.
"Didn't you say you were still a child last time?" he interrupted.
'Oh.'
She didn't expect him to throw her words back at her.
'Fine. I'm a child that weighs more than a 100 kilograms.'
She flushed in embarrassment. "Master Jiu, since I just became an ***** not too long ago, I can be considered a half-grown child."
Xiao Jiuyan's lips curled up almost imperceptibly. "What do you want to discuss?"
'Right!'
She lost track of her argument.
"It's just that..." she paused.
She cleared her throat and tried to calm herself down. "Although I am an *****, I am still not ready to do... the things that husbands and wives do. Master Jiu, can we just wait for a little bit? Until I'm ready?"
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'Whew!'
'Okay. There. I've said it.'
'It all depends on him now.'
She observed him nervously, afraid that he was going to disagree.
She would be safe for a little while if he agreed.
If he doesn't...
Xiao Jiuyan pinned her with a deep stare as his fingers rhythmically tapped on the armrest of his wheelchair.
He seemed to be sizing her up.
Guan Xi's heart began to thump against her chest nervously.
She was very good at reading people's emotions.
As a former member of the cleaning club, she had to do a lot of preparation work to take on a task. One of those tasks was to investigate the club's target.
However, it was a different case with her husband.
She could not read him at all.
He was almost always expressionless. It was impossible for others to see through him.