Outside, Fu Zijun was sitting on the sofa for an hour!
The bathroom door was still closed.
He frowned, stood up and came to the bathroom door: "Qiao Sheng?"
"Did you encounter any problems?"
"No, no problem." Qiao Sheng came to his senses, quickly turned off the water, took his clothes and put them on.
In fact, she had already washed it, but she didn't know how to face it when she went out, and she didn't know how to deal with it, so she subconsciously hid inside.
She took a deep breath, walked over, and opened the bathroom door.
Fu Zijun was about to turn around and leave when he saw her coming out in her nightgown, with a pair of beautiful almond eyes filled with nervousness.
"Um...can we do that again after a while?"
"Huh?" He stared at her, raising his black eyebrows with deep eyes.
Qiao Sheng thought he was dissatisfied and felt huge pressure.
She was the one who agreed to get married, and it was she who asked him to accompany him to other cities. It is indeed a bit excessive to make such a request now.
She tried her best to explain: "I know it's unreasonable. Today is also the wedding night, so we shouldn't be so pretentious.
But from blind date to marriage, the development is too fast. I can't imagine suddenly entering that kind of relationship with the familiar you. I'm really not prepared...
Can you just...be a polite lady?"
Fu Zijun listened to her words and watched her face turn red and embarrassed. Only then did he realize what she meant.
He couldn't help but smile and said tepidly: "I don't want to do anything to you."
"..."
What? He didn’t have that idea?
She is the only one who thinks about it!
Qiao Sheng was so embarrassed that he had no face to face it: "I...I'm a little hungry. I went out to buy something to eat."
But as soon as he passed him, his wrist was pulled by a warm hand.
Fu Zijun pulled her and opened his thin lips: "I'm going to buy it. It's not safe for a girl to go out so late."
"In addition, like you, I am getting married for the first time and I am not mentally prepared, so I will not force you to have a relationship until you don't accept it."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out.
Qiao Sheng froze on the spot and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time until the door closed.
She didn't expect him to be so gentlemanly and polite...
This flash marriage doesn’t seem so bad?
...
After a while, Fu Zijun came back with dinner and a quilt in his arms.
"Come over and eat."
"I'll lay the floor tonight."
Flooring?
Qiao Sheng frowned: "It's so cold, why are you laying on the floor?"
Fu Zijun: "Don't you feel embarrassed? There is no need to put pressure on you."
Qiao Sheng: "..."
She would feel embarrassed, but on the first night of their wedding, she refused to do that and asked him to lay the floor, which was too...
She was depressed and embarrassed.
After dinner, the temperature became lower and lower at night, the cold wind blew outside the window, and there was no heating indoors in the south.
Qiao Sheng lay on the warm bed, looked out the window, pondered for a moment, and finally turned to look at Fu Zijun, who was sleeping on the floor, and pursed his lips: "How about you sleep on the bed..."
Fu Zijun's tall body paused slightly, raised his deep eyes and looked at Qiao Sheng, surprised how she could suddenly make such a decision.
Qiao Sheng caught his eye and quickly explained: "Don't think too much, I just think that we are already a legal couple, and the weather is so cold, it is not appropriate for you to lay the floor."
"And...we always try to make contact."
When Fu Zijun heard her last words, his heart felt as if it had been scratched by a feather, tickling slightly.
"Okay." He finally got up, walked over, put his quilt on top of hers, and then lay down with her...