Jiang Yuan was shocked.
She blinked, her pale beautiful face showed no emotion. However, she was biting her lovely cherry-blossom red lip, her two dimples showing.
It was as if Gu Xichao was worried that Jiang Yuan would mind it, he added, "Don't worry. It's just sharing a bed."
His voice was attractive, it was deep and easy to the ear, but it was also quite clear and as refreshing as fresh snow.
"Oh." The woman nodded and responded nonchalantly with a good girl demeanor.
'… I am not comforted.' Jiang Yuan quietly thought.
***
The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.
Jiang Yuan glanced at the bathroom before drawing back her attention.
Luckily, she already had a shower.
With that in mind, Jiang Yuan happily removed her slippers and lay on the soft and white bed, extending all her limbs out.
Then, she slowly supported her head with her hands and fell into her own thoughts melancholically.
