Originally, Chen Ze wanted to say this, but he didn't expect Zhao Weiwei to take the lead.
He was a little unhappy, making him feel as if he was disliked by Zhao Weiwei.
"There is only one bed in the room, how can I sleep separately? I don't sleep on the sofa and the ground." Chen Ze said this on purpose, but he wanted to see what Zhao Weiwei should do.
Seeing this, Zhao Weiwei picked up the pillow without saying a word and said: "It's okay, I can sleep on the sofa. I think it's good to sleep on the sofa."
When she was young, she was afraid of sleeping alone in the same room, so she often slept on the sofa.
So I don't think there is anything.
Chen Ze choked, and before he could wait, he saw that Zhao Weiwei had already lying down and closed his eyes.
He took a deep breath, took off his coat and lay on the bed.
Zhao Weiwei actually couldn't sleep at all. One reason was that it happened last night, and the other reason was that it was the same room as Shen Ze.
Although the two were far apart, she was still a little uncomfortable.
Chen Ze turned off the lights and couldn't sleep for a long time.
"Zhao Weiwei." He couldn't help but shout.
After hearing this, Zhao Weiwei spoke in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Do you want to sleep beside me?" Chen Ze felt that letting a woman sleep on the sofa was too unkind.
But Zhao Weiwei listened to this and was like an invitation: "No, didn't I explain it to you clearly? We got married for grandpa. Don't have any physical contact between the two of us, do you understand?"
Chen Ze's face turned black into carbon.
"I didn't want to do anything with you. I just felt that the bed was so big that we couldn't get along with each other. If you don't want to, forget it."
Only then did Zhao Weiwei realize that he had misunderstood him.
"Sorry, I misunderstood just now. It's okay, I don't have to sleep in the bed."
She closed her eyes again.
Just as both of them were quiet, unexpected sounds came from the empty room.
"You two hate me, but they actually lied to me, an old man? Hum?"
It's Mr. Shen.
Zhao Weiwei couldn't believe it: "Grandpa, have you installed surveillance here?"
"Weiwei, am I such an inappropriate person? That's the wedding room of you two. I just asked someone to install a listener. I didn't expect you to lie to me." Old Master Shen looked heartbroken, "Cough cough". Well, is it really good for you to do this?"
Zhao Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the old man did not monitor the camera, otherwise she would not be able to live here.
But Chen Ze exploded: "Grandpa, are you sick? Do you do this? Why are you so inappropriate when you get old?"
Mr. Shen started coughing violently in an instant.
"My bastard is getting more and more unfilial, cough cough..."
Chen Ze immediately changed when he heard the old man's weak cough: "Grandpa, what I just said, Weiwei and I were not prepared for ourselves, we will sleep together."
"Yes, yes. Grandpa, don't think too much." Zhao Weiwei also said.
Mr. Shen is like an old naughty boy: "Then you sleep together now, don't let me, an old man, worry about you."
"All right."
Zhao Weiwei could only lie with Shen Ze reluctantly.
On the other side, Xia Yunjing was shocked in Mr. Shen’s room.
"Great Grandpa, your acting skills are getting more and more perfect." Xia Yunjing praised.
Mr. Shen smiled and said, "It's better to teach me my good grandson. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to let them be together."