"Brother, stop fooling around," Shang Xian rubbed his eyes and sat up.
"Brother?" Si Lichuan was taken aback.
"You're my brother's friend, which means you're my brother, understand?" Her explanation seemed to make a tiny bit of sense, but...
"You're not allowed to call me brother. It was okay before, but not now, and definitely not in the future." Their relationship is no longer innocent.
"So tonight you want to..." Shang Xian looked him up and down, glancing at the area covered by his bath towel, and suddenly remembered something, and stood up abruptly.
"It's all over, it's all over..." she became anxious.
Si Lichuan pressed down on her shoulder and asked with a helpless expression, "What's wrong with you now?"
"I dumped Lin Jing," Shang Xian said, looking at Si Lichuan with some embarrassment.
Si Lichuan snorted coldly: "Feeling sorry for him? Missing him?"
“I really did kick him!” Shang Xianshun pointed to the area covered by his bath towel.
He seemed to understand something...
"Quickly put your clothes on and come with me to see."
Si Lichuan plopped down on the edge of the bed, looking like an old man: "Why should I go with you? What does it have to do with me that you kicked it?"
Shang Xian wasn't in a hurry. She stood there with her arms crossed, watching him. "Alright then. If people mistakenly think I'm having an affair with Lin Jing, it's fine. You'll be the one who loses face. Anyway, not many people know me."
As she was talking, she started shaking her leg. Was she threatening her? It wasn't even dark yet.
Si Lichuan took a deep breath, his hawk-like eyes sweeping over her: "Looks like I need to get to know you again."
"Marriage is a tomb. Congratulations on entering the mass grave," Shang Xian laughed.
Si Lichuan went to the dressing room, took out two pieces of clothing, and changed in front of her.
Shang Xian looked completely bewildered, but then her eyes lit up. Since he was showing it to her, she might as well comply.
She sat gracefully on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on her hand, watching him... change his clothes.
"Can you stop watching?" Si Lichuan's voice, filled with gritted teeth, rang in my ears, though it was quite pleasant to hear.
"You brought these clothes here to change so I could see them, didn't you?" Shang Xian looked completely innocent; it was clearly his fault.
Si Lichuan was speechless. He had thought she would run away in embarrassment, but unexpectedly...
Shit!
He changed his clothes under Shang Xian's watchful gaze, as if he were being slowly sliced to death.
After watching it, Shang Xian found it really boring. It only became interesting after he put on clothes. He was dressed appropriately, muscular when undressed and slim when dressed, a perfect husband persona.
She walked into the dressing room with satisfaction, and the door was opened as soon as she stepped inside.
"What are you doing?" Shang Xian stopped holding onto the hem of his clothes.
Si Lichuan leaned against the door, looking at her with a hazy gaze, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Our relationship isn't simple anymore, you know that?"
"You want to?" Shang Xian raised an eyebrow at him. In Si Lichuan's eyes, she was blatantly provoking him!
"What's wrong with thinking about your own wife?" He said with a straight face, without any smile, making a lewd remark.
"We'll think about it when we get back. We have important things to do now, okay?" Shang Xian took advantage of his inattention and pushed him out, locking the door behind him.
She changed her clothes in two minutes, and when she opened the door, she saw Si Lichuan answering the phone.
She quietly walked over, and Si Lichuan almost dropped his phone as he turned around. He answered the call, and with his other hand, he put his arm around her shoulder, slowly tightening his grip. Shang Xian felt the pressure...
A thought suddenly struck her, and she looked at Si Lichuan pitifully, saying, "Honey, it hurts~"
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