Song Mai hummed in agreement.

She knew that the accidental encounter was unintentional, but what really angered her was the man's inexplicable abandonment of her in the restaurant.

But seeing his sincere apology and assurance, her anger subsided considerably.

Anyway, there are only a few months left. As long as there is no next time, why should she care so much?

The man continued:

"I'm sorry that what those people said affected your mood. It's really beyond my control. I just hope you won't keep saying things like 'you are you' and 'I am me.' At least we're a married couple. Even if you don't want to acknowledge our marital relationship, I can still be considered your friend. I'm very happy that you invited me to come on this trip, and I really enjoy walking around and chatting with you. Please don't deliberately distance yourself from me, okay?"

His words were sincere, but what he didn't say was that he genuinely hoped she would treat him as her husband.

I hope they can continue to get along like a normal couple.

But right now, his reason and emotion are still at odds. Whenever he has such a thought, his reason will tell him that it is just a momentary impulse, a habit that naturally arises from spending a lot of time together.

This is not liking, much less love.

Seeing that she nodded, the man walked to a small shop next door and returned a short while later with two ice creams in his hand.

He handed one to Song Mai: "It tastes the same as last time."

Song Mai took it and chuckled.

It's impressive that he still remembers.

She's not the type to throw tantrums; once things are out in the open, they're over.

She stopped thinking about it and just hoped that the two of them could go back to how they were before.

Chu Xing accompanied Song Mai for a while longer stroll around the ancient town, and the two didn't return until almost ten o'clock.

Song Mai carried her quilt to the bed.

"It's my turn to sleep in the bed tonight."

"Okay, you can sleep here from now on."

Song Mai stubbornly shook her head: "No, one day each. I won't take advantage of you, and you don't need to give in to me for this kind of thing."

Chu Xing sat on the sofa, holding a laptop in his hand. His hair was still wet from the shower, with a few drops of water dripping from it every now and then.

He smiled, looking incredibly wicked.

"I'm afraid you'll come to my bed again, and if you take advantage of me, I won't be able to explain myself."

He was trying to tease her, and Song Mai's face flushed red instantly.

She silently vowed to herself: [I'll never drink again! Drinking really does lead to trouble!]

If she hadn't been drinking, why would she have ended up in his bed?

Even if she forgets in her sleep, she will at least change her clothes before going to sleep; she would never sleep in a bathrobe.

She stubbornly insisted, "I wouldn't. It was from drinking. I won't drink again."

Chu Xing chuckled lightly, "Oh? Is that so?"

"Of course."

After making the bed, Song Mai took out her pajamas from the box.

She had brought her pajamas, but on the first day she arrived, she found a bathrobe, and the fabric was very comfortable, so she didn't take out her pajamas.

I drank again last night and didn't have the energy to look for my pajamas in the box, so I just slept in a bathrobe for the night.

But she absolutely had to take out her pajamas tonight.

Song Mai forgot that the box was empty; besides the pajamas, only the bag containing the sexy pajamas that Lin Ran had given her was still lying forlornly in the box.

Moreover, she casually pulled out her pajamas, which ruffled the clothes in her bag, causing some to fall out.

She took her pajamas and went into the bathroom, thinking she would pack her suitcase after showering.

Tomorrow they're heading to the ancient city next to the Forbidden City, so they'll be staying there and taking all their luggage with them.

After taking a shower, Song Mai came out of the bathroom, dried her hair, and began packing her luggage.

She casually tossed the bag onto the bed.

The man was working on the sofa when he glanced up and saw a splash of red fall out of the bag.

It also appears to have lace trim.

He didn't think he had ever seen her wear clothes of that color before.

Driven by curiosity, Chu Xing reached out and pulled the red object out of the bag, examining it closely with both hands.

His expression then became somewhat indescribable.

Song Mai didn't notice his actions at all and was still humming a song while packing her luggage.

Until the man's voice rang out, it was filled with disbelief.

"Are these the clothes you brought?"

Upon hearing the sound, Song Mai looked over and froze on the spot.

She roared silently: "Oh God! God! Just let me die!"

How did this garment end up out here!

Isn't this going to kill her?

It's not good for anyone to see it, but he's the one who does.

Her face flushed red, and she stammered an explanation:

No, it's not what you think.

The man became interested: "Oh? What kind is that?"

"It was Lin Ran, Lin Ran gave it to me... She thought we might be able to use it, so she secretly slipped it into the pile of clothes I was given to me. I only found out after I arrived. Anyway, it's not what you think!"

He looked like he understood.

"Besides this one, did she bring you a whole bunch of other items? Are there other styles too?"

Song Mai suddenly felt like he was talking to a brick wall.

Good heavens, is that what she meant?!

She was on the verge of a breakdown.

"No, that pile is all skirts, only this one is... this type."

Chu Xing leaned back on the sofa, finding Song Mai's expressive face extremely amusing.

The more she acted like this, the more he wanted to tease her.

"Since everything was prepared, why get so angry this morning? Is it because things didn't go according to plan?"

Song Mai: "..."

He seemed unable to understand human speech.

She clearly said that Lin Ran secretly slipped it to him, so how did he interpret it as her coming prepared?

She pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a little tired.

"No, I had no idea she brought me this. I never opened the bag. She only told me after I arrived, and I just put the bag in my suitcase and haven't taken it out since."

"How did you explain our relationship to her? How could she possibly think we could be of any use to her?"

Song Mai sighed silently.

"She didn't know we were in a contractual relationship; she thought we were newlyweds, so..."

Chu Xing glanced again at the incredibly sexy bright red lace-trimmed lingerie nightgown.

"She has good taste. You should look great in this. The color suits you well."

She has naturally fair skin and great complexion. This color might look gaudy on others, but it doesn't on her at all. Instead, it makes her skin look even more fair and beautiful.

For a moment, Chu Xing even imagined what the dress would look like on her, and his eyes burned even more intensely.