Chen Jiayan shook his head, "I don't eat snacks."
"That sounds pretty dull, just work and more work."
But it was only work that gave him a purpose to persist in life.
Chen Jiayan thought such a life was quite good.
The movie ended.
Xie Baola still showed no signs of wanting to leave.
Chen Jiayan asked her once again, "When are you going back?"
Xie Baola shook her head, "I'm not going back."
Chen Jiayan, "???"
Was she serious?
Chen Jiayan furrowed his brows slightly, "It's already very late."
Xie Baola lay down on the sofa, lazily pulling the blanket up to her neck and said to Chen Jiayan, "It's so late, the perfect time for me to rest here. I told you, your couch is soft, just let me sleep on your couch."
Xie Baola said, "Anyway, I'm not sleeping in your bed, nor am I sleeping with you, just on your couch."
She was boldly unyielding.
Chen Jiayan was amused by her audacity.
"Is it appropriate for you to sleep over at a male friend's house?"
