He almost wanted to tell her to stop talking altogether.
What's going on, her voice was so soft and had a hint of grievance, making his ears itch. Hearing her delicate voice, he felt restless and tense all over.
His voice was hoarse, feeling that if she kept tormenting him like this, he really would have to sleep in a separate bed from her.
Sleeping in the same bed was simply torture for him, sweet yet unbearable torture.
But to really sleep in separate beds, he knew he couldn't bear it.
"It feels like you're mad at me." Chiang Xiao couldn't understand his awkwardness and distance at this moment. A man who usually couldn't wait to have her in his arms now didn't even want her near him. Isn't that strange?
Even if he was afraid of things getting out of hand...
When had this man ever been so honest? Hadn't he used her hands before?
