"Are we moving too fast?" Fang Nianzhi suddenly felt panicked inside. She remembered the photo of the muscular hunk under her pillow; how could she let Sang Siyang see that!
And she had so many unfinished, embarrassing comic books that she definitely couldn't let Sang Siyang see!
"It won't. I'm just worried you might not be used to it, so let's live together for some time to get accustomed first."
Sang Siyang hadn't planned on anything happening on the first day; sleeping in the same room was something they had to get used to eventually, and it was also a good way to ensure that Nianzhi went to bed and got up early.
"…" Fang Nianzhi suddenly found herself at a loss for an excuse.
She could only watch helplessly as the maid went to Sang Siyang's room to move his luggage into her room.
The thought of them sleeping together later made her worry about the muscular hunk newspaper under her pillow; surely Sang Siyang didn't have the habit of flipping pillows, right?
