"You're shameless to begin with, harboring such lewd thoughts and then blaming me for it," she accused.
"I'm a man, not a saint. When you move around like that," he explained.
"Then don't hold me! Just go, and I won't twist and turn anymore!" she retorted.
"I will hold you, exactly to make you squirm on top of me," he insisted.
Chen Zhi nearly ran out of breath, unable to believe such brazen words were coming from Si Ye's mouth.
She looked at him oddly, as if he were an alien.
A flicker of annoyance crossed Si Ye's eyes, and he covered her eyes with his hand, his tone indifferent, "Just go to sleep quickly. I'm just holding you, I won't do anything to you. But if you insist on making a fuss, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"I'm not used to sleeping with someone holding me. If you're staying, go sleep in another room," she suggested.
"Do you still want to argue?!" he pressed.
"I've already compromised like this, and you still want..." What?
