Wen Jiaojiao felt uneasy under his gaze; she knew Wen Zhaoye was genuinely good to her.
As long as she says she's not Wen Jiaojiao, it's fine for her to tell another lie to clarify her identity.
But the truth is, once it's exposed, given how much he likes me, he'll probably become even more affectionate and keep a closer eye on me.
She didn't like him, and she wouldn't torture herself by spending her life with him just because she liked him, without loving him in return.
Furthermore, she had a general understanding of Wen Zhaoye's personality. Once she revealed her identity, explained the background, and the fact that she didn't love him,
He would absolutely force her to marry him early, regardless of everything, and be bound to her at all times.
If that's the case, her future life would go against her wishes, so she would have to leave eventually. She tentatively asked:
"Brother, you said you wouldn't investigate me, right?"
Wen Zhaoye stared intently into her beautiful, clear eyes, and smiled enigmatically.
"Okay. I'll never investigate you, as long as you stay with me."
No matter what, you're my wife, and you belong only to me. I'm overjoyed.
But I'm curious, since you two used my money to go out to hotels before, can you tell me what you did?
Faced with the facts, Wen Jiaojiao could only come up with a reason that even she herself didn't believe:
"Just having a chat."
Wen Zhaoye chuckled softly, knowing she wasn't telling the truth, but he didn't intend to expose her:
"Hmm, that's good, not bad. Next time, let's go to a hotel and chat all night. I'd like to know what that feels like."
Wen Jiaojiao belatedly realized that her statement contradicted many of the lies she had told earlier.
Her face gradually stiffened, and when she couldn't win the argument, she resorted to shamelessness, saying, "Stop making trouble for me."
Wen Zhaoye calmed down and comforted him:
"I'm not trying to cause trouble. You're the person I like and the person I want to marry, and that will never change."
"Then let's not mention it again." Wen Jiaojiao lowered her eyes slightly, not daring to admit that she didn't like him or didn't want to marry him.
Wen Zhaoye stood up and drew back the curtains. Suddenly, the golden glow of the setting sun flooded into the room, bathing the two of them in an orange light.
He leaned against the window, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pulled one out, and put it to his lips, saying:
"Honey, get up now. I know a street that sells all sorts of trinkets and food at night. Let me take you there."
Wen Jiaojiao grabbed some clothes from the side and said, "Brother, why don't you go out for a bit?"
"Don't be so formal. We'll be husband and wife soon. There's no need to go out. I'll dress you."
After Wen Zhao finished speaking, he stepped forward with a delighted smile, and before she could react in her daze, he forcefully snatched the clothes from her hands, teasingly saying:
"I'll take care of you like this every day from now on. I love doing this for my wife."
Wen Jiaojiao's pupils trembled slightly as she shrank back into the blankets, gripping the corners of the covers tightly with both hands.
"Have you no shame? How could you say such a thing? You've gone from being a repressed pervert to being an overt one, haven't you? And now you're not even blushing."
"That's because we didn't have a formal status yet. Now we're almost husband and wife, and we'll be in the bridal chamber every day, kissing each other all the time. Why be so shy?"
Every day is a wedding night?
Wen Jiaojiao was startled by the word "every day," and she swallowed hard, saying:
"You adapt really quickly."
Wen Zhaoye persisted in trying to pull back the blanket, but she held on tightly and wouldn't budge. He stopped, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"If you don't hurry, you won't become obedient."
Wen Jiaojiao tentatively reached out, preparing to tug at her clothes, and said:
"Come on, compared to you, I'm just an honest guy. You should tone it down." This flirtatious talk is too much for even a time traveler like me.
Wen Zhaoye pressed on, saying, "Look, you're finally acting all coy. I didn't even say anything when you peeked at me while I was showering."
I'll dress you now. If you don't want to, I'll shower with you tomorrow night, openly and honestly. I'm not the kind of person who lets things slide.
Oh, and I forgot to tell you, the bathtub in the bathroom is round and very large, even bigger than the ones in hotels.
Wen Jiaojiao: "..." Is bathtub play something that already exists? Did this guy transmigrate, or did I?
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your agreement."
Wen Zhaoye put down the clothes, not giving her a chance to say anything more, and turned to leave.
Hearing the door close, Wen Jiaojiao suddenly realized what was happening, and her voice rose abruptly:
“I didn’t agree to that.”
With a "bang," the door opened again, revealing Wen Zhaoye's tall figure. He strode in with a slight smile and said casually:
"Okay, I'll dress you. I'll let you see me taking a shower up close again the night after tomorrow. Next time, don't do those sneaky, low-class things."
"You've said all the right and wrong things. If I said I didn't see it on purpose, would you still believe me?" Damn it, I really want to poison this bastard.
Wen Jiaojiao explained awkwardly, while quickly putting on a T-shirt. Just as he reached the bedside, she stopped him, saying:
“I think even when we get married, we need to maintain a sense of mystery and distance, otherwise the novelty will wear off and the relationship will easily run into problems, so it’s better for us to take a conservative approach.”
“That makes some sense.” Wen Zhaoye stopped and thought for a moment before saying, “Okay, let’s take a bath together with our eyes closed tomorrow night.”
Wen Jiaojiao was speechless: "..."
No wonder he can be a boss; his thinking is quite novel and reasonable.
But just how much does this guy want to shower with me?
Seeing her less-than-pleasant expression, Wen Zhaoye chuckled softly, turned around, and went out, saying:
"Hurry up and get dressed. It'll be late when we get back from shopping. If you're looking forward to taking a bath, that's tomorrow night. There's no rush."
Faced with his attempt to shift the blame, Wen Jiaojiao's face turned ashen. She quickly dressed, tiptoed out of bed, and couldn't help but advise:
"I think things that we should do after we get married should be done after we get married, otherwise it will be bad to mess up the order."
“I’ve done it before, and since I’m getting married soon, it’s practically the same as getting married, so it’s fine to do it a little earlier.”
"According to you, everyone dies, so it's the same as being destined to die. Why get married? Just buy a coffin."
"You don't need to tell me that. I've already thought it through. When the time comes, we'll buy a bigger one and be buried together."
Wen Jiaojiao paused as she opened the door. Looking at his self-righteous expression, she shook her head and walked ahead first.
I'm speechless. Who could possibly like such an idiot?
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