Du Jiawen said angrily: "You just caught a cold! I really doubt whether you are a woman..."
"If I were not a woman, then you would still be with me like this..." Even though he wanted to pretend to be aggressive, his aura finally gave out. His face was already as red as if it was stained with rouge, and his subsequent words were vague, "Then
You have scandals flying all over the place, President Yixin turns out to be gay, what explosive news..."
Du Jiawen couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed: "What woman doesn't like shopping? You actually like museums... It's really surprising."
"At least, the museum only costs one ticket..." Xiang Xiaochuang muttered, "And you can see it whenever you want. If you go to a shopping store, even if those girls have been trained to maintain a straight face,
It’s a smile, but if you only try it but don’t buy it, you always feel a little guilty.”
"How come you only try but don't buy?" Du Jiawen still felt that he couldn't keep up with her thoughts.
"Only a fool would pay for such expensive clothes..." Suddenly he felt that the person hugging him was a real "fool", and his face became embarrassed again.
"I really don't know who is the fool. Someone paid and didn't take the opportunity to buy a few more..." Du Jiawen murmured.
"Too many clothes is also a trouble!" Xiang Xiaochuang was not "tempted" by him.
"What's the trouble?"
"Hey, one day you are going to get married, or you are tired of me, should I take those clothes away then? If I take them away, there may not be room to put them in the place I rent. Isn't it very troublesome?"
Du Jiawen immediately became serious: "Why do you always think of leaving?"
"I am your lover. Although the term has not been determined, but if you give it a try, it won't be more than half a year, right? I remember your highest record is half a year... I don't think I have the charm to break the record. I..." Xiang Xiaochuang looked at
Du Jiawen's face became darker and darker, and his voice lowered unknowingly, "I still have this bit of self-knowledge. What's more..."
In the end, he didn't dare to continue talking and just kept silent.
"Besides what?" Du Jiawen wanted to ask what happened.
"Besides, your fiancée is already anxious to get her rightful place in the palace..." Xiang Xiaochuang muttered, feeling already sour in his heart.
"Then I have to nod and agree." Du Jiawen snorted coldly, "Even if I get married, as long as I'm not tired of you, you have to continue to be my lover."
"That's not a lover, that's a mistress!" Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned for a moment before he knew how to protest. Because of the word "marriage", his heart felt like he had knocked over the sauce plate in the kitchen. It smelled of everything and made his heart feel bitter.
Somewhat uncomfortable.
"That's just a matter of title, I have the final say." Du Jiawen was so unreasonable that Xiang Xiaochuang was speechless.
Of course - it's him who has the final say! In the treaty between him and her, there is no equality.
"I'm going to get up." Xiang Xiaochuang completely lost interest in arguing with him, and put on his clothes gloomily. After a long time, he breathed out the turbid breath in his chest: "Let's go!"