Qin Zhao's breath hitched, wanting to push him away. But Chu Yan grabbed her hand, idly fiddling with it. His eyes were cast downwards, concealing the emotions within.
"Then, shall we live together once we return?"
"No."
Without even thinking about it, she had already spoken the word of refusal.
His cold phoenix eyes shrouded in a layer of darkness, "Why are you always so guarded against me?"
After thinking for a while, Qin Zhao spoke seriously, "Before we got married, we had no feelings for each other. We were just two strangers who suddenly started living together. Why shouldn't I be guarded against you?"
"We are not strangers now."
"Oh." Her expression was indifferent, her gaze cold, as if she didn't care at all about the change in their relationship. She then pushed Chu Yan away and went to grab a hair dryer to blow her hair.
After blowing her hair for a while, she realized she could have used a spell to dry it and didn't know why she had picked up the hair dryer.
