Jiang Ni wasn't talking about the bridal chamber at all...
But he knew nothing, clearly so distressed that he didn't want to speak. Yet he was still seriously answering.
Noticing his gaze, Jiang Ni felt a tightness in her chest and guiltily lowered her head.
A man's drunken ramblings shouldn't be taken seriously, but Qin Jijing was different.
It's just that all of this was too far away for her.
"Which place do you like?" he persisted in asking.
Jiang Ni came back to reality and, as if possessed, answered, "I don't like Beijing."
"Okay, then we'll go somewhere else."
"..." His gaze was too earnest, and it seemed as if a piece of her heart had collapsed. After a long, silent stare, Jiang Ni laughed out loud,
"I was just kidding. I actually like it here quite a bit."
She got up to get him a towel, when she heard him ask softly from behind, "Is it just this place that you like?"
The room was silent; she stood frozen as if an eternity had passed before she finally let out,
