"Did you two sleep together?" Zhou Ziqing asked outright, without any disguise or concealment.
Qin Muchuan's movement of fastening his pajama buttons paused momentarily. He smiled at the visibly anxious Zhou Ziqing. "Are you worried about me sleeping with her?"
"Yes, I think no woman would be unconcerned!" Zhou Ziqing trembled, her gaze locked firmly on him.
"What if I tell you it didn't happen? Would you believe me?" He asked.
She couldn't read his emotions, torn between truth and falsehood. "I don't know!"
Moreover, he appeared quite invigorated, not at all like he had spent the night indulging in pleasure.
In the past, the men she had been with always seemed exhausted after sex and wouldn't get up until noon.
Qin Gang was the same. Although he always left right after they were done, rarely staying over at her place, he also usually had bloodshot eyes when departing, clearly worn out.
