“Even if we are engaged, do you know that in ancient times, engaged couples were not allowed to see each other frequently before the wedding ceremony?” Ning Qiluo said emphatically.
Jiang Yingchi came out, pulling his bathrobe around him, and passed by her, saying in a soft voice, "So, this is modern times."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
Jiang Yingchi turned around and asked her, "Also, do we see each other often?"
“Yes!” Ning Qiluo immediately replied, “We met yesterday.”
Jiang Yingchi said expressionlessly, "You know that was yesterday. Yesterday and today are not the same day."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
She didn't want to pay any more attention to Jiang Yingchi, so she walked over and sat down angrily, sulking.
But when she saw Jiang Yingchi calmly go to her room and sleep in her bed, Ning Qiluo couldn't sit still any longer. She immediately got up and rushed into the room: "Hey, Jiang Yingchi, are you sleeping here tonight?"
Jiang Yingchi, who was already sitting or lying on her bed, slightly raised his head to look at her: "Hmm?"
Seeing that he was pretending not to understand, Ning Qiluo became extremely anxious: "Jiang Yingchi, you can't sleep in my bed."
Jiang Yingchi withdrew her gaze, but the mist in her eyes remained, making it difficult to see clearly.
He said, "We used to be like that too, sleeping under the same blanket, with a very close relationship. You were very clingy to me and said you would always love me." As he said this, Jiang Yingchi's tone was a little soft, as if he was emotionally unstable: "Time changes everything. It turns out that we can't go back to the way we were before."
Ning Qiluo: "..."
After he finished speaking, he began to speak slowly.
Ning Qiluo thought that someone as principled as him would leave.
Instead, he simply walked to the foot of the bed, put his hands in the pockets of his white bathrobe, and stood there quietly, gazing alone at the desolate night outside the window…
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
Ning Qiluo never expected that just because she said he wouldn't sleep in her bed, he would start to feel sentimental and melancholic.
She slowly walked up behind him, her feet light, and tugged at the cuff of his bathrobe: "Jiang Yingchi, don't be upset. I just spoke without thinking, that's not what I meant."
He ignored it.
Ning Qiluo slowly peeked out and looked at him from below.
This man is so handsome, even his jawline is so good-looking!
Taking advantage of the moment, Ning Qiluo quietly asked him, "Jiang Yingchi, have we been living together for a while now?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yingchi lowered his head slightly, remaining expressionless, and did not answer her question.
But in Ning Qiluo's view, not answering meant it was true.
Instantly, Ning Qiluo's expression became incredibly interesting. "You beast! You beast! I'm only nineteen years old, how could you do this to me?!"
Jiang, the Beast, Ying Chi: "..."
"Hey-"
Ning Qiluo let out a scream.
Jiang Yingchi suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her abruptly.
He moved closer to her and said in a low voice, "A-Luo, don't make me angry."
Jiang Yingchi looks terrifying.
Ning Qiluo stepped back a few steps from him: "Jiang Yingchi, calm down. Impulsiveness is the devil. You can't be impulsive. It's just the two of us here."
He pulled them forward slightly, and their bodies pressed close together again.
This time, however, after pulling her closer, he released her wrist and instead embraced her.
A faint fruity and woody scent lingered around her nose. Ning Qiluo really liked the smell, but she didn't know what brand of shower gel it was; he had never told her.
I was in a moment of madness and was about to ask again.
But then she heard his low, hoarse voice: "A-Luo, I can't stay calm for a single second when you're in front of me."
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