As long as they live together, they can be together at any time.
This was the idea that Jun Chen thought of last night.
Zhao Rong never thought about living together.
"Does our living together count as cohabiting?" she asked.
Jun Chen raised his lips: "Of course we live together. But we can live together in different rooms, and of course we can live in the same room..."
"The place I live in is actually quite nice..."
"I know it's fine. But you share the apartment with others, and it's not convenient for me to be with you at night."
Zhao Rong hesitated and said: "The rent is very high and I can't let Yuanyuan bear it alone. I'll share the rent with her for the time being."
Jun Chen smiled: "That's not a problem. I plan to buy that house and give it to you, and you can live with her forever and charge as much rent as you want."
Zhao Rong subconsciously refused, "I don't want it!"
"Then I pay your rent for two years, is it okay for her to live alone?"
"Why waste money..."
Jun Chen looked aggrieved, "You don't want to live with me?"
Zhao Rong lowered her head, "No...it just feels too fast."
Jun Chen hugged her body and placed his chin on top of her head, looking a little sad.
"Is it soon? I don't think it's very soon. Do you know that every day is like a year to me? In fact, I have been waiting for a long time..."
Zhao Rong's body was slightly stiff.
Did he regard her as 'Ye Xiaoyan'?
She had indeed kept him waiting for too long, and even though he now regarded her as a substitute, she didn't care anymore.
Anyway, it’s her...
Zhao Rong's heart suddenly softened. She hugged his body and nodded slightly: "Okay, I promise you."
Jun Chen hugged her tightly and said with joy, "Tomorrow we will go pick out furniture."
Zhao Rong smiled slightly, he was too eager.
…
However, what Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Jun Chen's eagerness exceeded her imagination.
The next day, he asked for leave on his own initiative and took her to the furniture store early in the morning.
The first piece of furniture he took her to pick out was a bed.
Jun Chen's original intention was to let Zhao Rong make the decision in everything, and whatever she chooses will be whatever she chooses.
Zhao Rong chose a European-style bed. She grew up in London and subconsciously likes European-style things.
Jun Chen shook his head, "This won't work, it's too small."
Zhao Rong chose this bed for him.
She knew that Jun Chen had lived a luxurious life since he was a child, and she had tried her best to choose the best bed.
But he was not satisfied, and she was not surprised.
She helped him choose a bigger one.
"It's still too young." Jun Chen was still not satisfied.
Zhao Rong was very puzzled, "It's big enough, it's two meters wide."
It's enough for him to sleep alone.
Jun Chen leaned close to her ear and said, "It's better for two people to sleep on the bigger one, so it's less likely to fall."
Zhao Rong's face turned red.
She found that the number of times she blushed in the past few days was more than the total number of times in the past twenty years.
"Choose a bigger one." Jun Chen said with a smile.
Zhao Rong didn't know how to refute. They were together, and it seemed that they would sleep together sooner or later.
She didn't object to having sex with him either, she just felt embarrassed.
"You choose!" Zhao Rong said a little shyly.
Ask her to choose a large bed, but she can't choose.
Jun Chen did not embarrass her, "Okay, this is my choice."
Then he chose a very large bed, three meters wide and two and a half meters long...
Zhao Rong doubted whether the bed could fit in the bedroom.
In fact, if it can be placed, it will probably take up a lot of space in the room.