Ai Zhiyi could sense Chu Weixu's grip tightening on his body. He was about to get up, but Chu Weixu held him from leaving.
Chu Weixu said again, "Sleep here."
Ai Zhiyi didn't say anything, but his body responded. He remained still, while Chu Weixu hadn't let go of his embrace either.
In the silence of them both, Chu Weixu asked all of a sudden, "Are you mad at me because of my words?"
Ai Zhiyi grinned which meant scorn. He initially refused to talk about that matter, but he couldn't help himself either, "You said you wanted to have an affair. You said you didn't want to go home. You didn't pick up my calls. You didn't reply to all my messages either. Tell me, how can I not be mad about all that stuff, you jerk?"
Hearing the words being said solemnly, Chu Weixu nodded lighltly in understanding. "Xiaoyi, lay down, I have something to tell you."
