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A man and a woman sleeping in the same room is no big deal, okay? Qin Yu wasn't too heartbroken; after all, they were not sharing the same bed.
Yes, not the same bed.
So now she and Lin Heng were facing each other for three seconds, and then...
Go!
Jiaojiao quickly jumped onto the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt, and took the spot for Qin Yu.
Qin Yu: "Can't help it, Jiaojiao got on first, so sorry about that."
Lin Heng looked at her pretentious behavior but wasn't angry; he sat down, poured a cup of tea, and drank it.
"I'll sleep on the floor, but if we let the servants outside make the bed, it might make people think we're not on good terms as husband and wife."
It made it seem like we were sharing a room at the Prime Minister's residence.
"So?" Qin Yu went along with his lead.
So? Lin Heng's expression was indifferent, "You make it for me."
Qin Yu sized him up, as if contemplating: "Are you physically unable to do it yourself?"
