"Jiang Jinchen came to America, and last night he made me go out with him for a couple of drinks."
Hanjie looked at her face, thought for a moment, and then added, "It got a bit late when I came back, and I didn't want to wake you up, so I slept in the guest room."
Hanjie sat beside her, thinking she was upset about this, and reached out to pinch her nose.
"You are all looks and no touch right now, sleeping in separate rooms is good, lest I lose control and do something to you."
"..."
The words meant to comfort her felt like needles in Youxuan's ears.
"Is it because I can't touch you that you want to touch someone else now?"
The words blurted out before Youxuan could stop them.
Her clear cat-like eyes seemed to be veiled with a layer of gray, her heart aching slightly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
It wasn't until then that Hanjie noticed something was off with her.
