"If you love me, would it hurt you to know that I'm exceptionally cold too??" A pitiful gleam appeared in Chen Yiran's profound eyes as he looked at her.
"..." Tianxin's forehead was full of sweat, "Talk plainly, don't beat around the bush."
"It's so cold that I feel chilled to the bone, Tianxin. Are you planning to go to the bathroom and have a hot shower alone, leaving me in this cold room??" There was a hint of grief in Chen Yiran's voice as he pleaded pitifully.
"..." Tianxin, with her dewy eyes, stared at him for a long while before she slowly asked: "Are you suggesting we take a bath together??"
"What I'm suggesting is that you join me in the shower." Chen Yiran looked at her with a particularly innocent gaze.
"What if I disagree??" Tianxin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"If you disagree, I won't force you." Chen Yiran sighed deeply, but he was still blocking the door, showing no signs of letting her leave the room.
