"Oh, let me give her some advice." Hua Wuxie said frankly.
But Kong Youci didn't see it that way. She said seriously: "It's a little inconvenient to be in a girl's room."
"How could it be? Ziyi and I are brothers, and we almost lived in the same room. But then someone gave her a room, so we didn't live together."
"..." I was very surprised that Hua Wuxie said these words.
You know, he is a man from the Ming Dynasty.
Saying such misleading words in this day and age is undoubtedly tantamount to ruining a girl's family reputation.
This guy, what on earth is he thinking?
"You... live in the same room?"
Kong Youci's expression changed and he became unacceptable.
"Don't listen to his nonsense."
I quickly comforted Kong Youci and turned to Hua Wuxie with a raised eyebrow: "When did I share a room with you? You said, you said..."
I don't want Kong Youci to misunderstand. You must know that it is very scary for a woman to be jealous.
"I said almost. I didn't say we lived together. I just said we almost lived together. That's a fact.
At that time, the inn only had the last room, and there were no spare rooms in other inns. If no one gave it to you, wouldn't we have to live together? So I said almost, right?"
He spoke without blushing or out of breath, and proudly gave me a demonstrative look.
"You, you, you...even if I sleep on the street, I won't be in the same room with you."
I finally understand what he means. This guy is deliberately letting others misunderstand us! What?
Do you want to have a relationship with me? That’s a great idea!
I secretly observed Kong Youci and found that subtle facial changes had occurred on her face. If she didn't end this smoke-like feeling, she might have an attack on the spot.
"Let's go, Youci. Leave him alone, this lunatic and a gangster."
I pulled Kong Youci and walked out the door.
Kong Youci did not speak, was silent, but was very cooperative with me.
We looked very intimate as we walked towards the banquet hall, but Hua Wuxie kept following behind us.
"Hey, why are you always following us?"
I stopped and turned to look at him.
"I...I also want to do my part."
He was flat-mouthed, perhaps in protest because I just called him a lunatic and a hooligan.