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His tone was more polite, but also more distant. Actually, it's fine this way. After all, we still have to make do and get along. If we can't get along peacefully, what will become of us?
Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and Fu Hange guessed that Gu Yuan had gone to take a shower again. She followed him upstairs, but instead of going to the room Gu Yuan had prepared for her, she went to his room.
After Gu Yuan finished showering, Fu Hange was standing at the door. He asked, a little confused, "What are you doing here?"
Fu Hange found it difficult to say. If she said that she wanted to share a bed with him, would he be disgusted by her?
"What? Now you want to squeeze in with me?" Gu Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.
One sentence was enough to hit Fu Hange's heart.
But his expression remained unchanged, and he responded calmly, "Yes, I think that since we are husband and wife, we should sleep together. Even if it's not because of feelings, we should at least fulfill our obligations."
Gu Yuan was a little unhappy, and his tone turned colder, "You really think so?"
"right."
Before she could react, Gu Yuan pulled her onto the bed. Unlike before, she sat directly on top of Gu Yuan today.
Fu Hange felt a little embarrassed by the position, and she pursed her lips: "You don't have to do this, do you?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to sleep with me?" Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow and looked at her with a smile.
His words were clearly a flirtation with her, and Fu Hange's previously indifferent face changed slightly at this moment.
She said somewhat awkwardly, "I don't think there's anything between us other than mutual benefit."
Gu Yuan put his arm around her waist and said seductively, "How do you know there won't be anything else?"
Fu Hange looked at him, not understanding what he meant.
"What, aren't you going to take it off yet?" he suddenly said.
Fu Hange realized what he meant and asked him, "What?"
"Didn't you offer to sleep with me?" he teased.
Fu Hange then realized that he was telling her to take off her clothes. But with the lights so bright, it didn't seem right to sit on him and take them off like that.
"Why don't you turn off the light?" she asked tentatively.
Gu Yuan tightened his grip on her waist. "It's no fun if it's off. It's more fun when it's on."
Look, he's flirting with her again.
Fu Hange felt inexplicably ashamed, and her face turned red. She had told herself not to think about anything else and to take everything lightly, but she still couldn't help feeling embarrassed in the face of Gu Yuan's assertive words.
"Then why don't you lock me up?"
After she finished speaking, she stood up, but Gu Yuan wouldn't allow it. He tightened his grip on her waist, completely trapping Fu Hange in his arms.
He raised an eyebrow and said in a seductive tone, "No need to turn off the lights, it's too dark inside if you do."
"But we can't just leave it like this, can we?" she said, somewhat reluctantly.
"Didn't you invite me? What, you're not willing anymore?" He teased her again.
From this angle, Fu Hange could clearly see Gu Yuan's charming eyes. He was leaning against the headboard in a very lazy manner, and she was sitting on him, with his hands completely holding her captive.
Fu Hange tried to move Gu Yuan's hand away, but he held on too tightly, and she couldn't move at all.
"Put me down first," she said, somewhat annoyed.
Gu Yuan still squinted: "Didn't you take the initiative? Continue."
Fu Hange was almost mortified by his words. He said it so bluntly, without any attempt to avoid suspicion.