Hei Chai moved her achingly sore body and looked at him, confused, "What house are you talking about?"
Xie Shichen, with an all-too-reasonable demeanor, said, "If we're going to live together, of course, we need to buy a house suitable for us both."
"I never thought about living with you."
"Don't be so pretentious with me!"
"Who's being pretentious? I made it clear last night, Xie Shichen, I don't want to be with you. Stop bothering me."
Hei Chai felt utterly aggrieved.
This man, who's been a virgin for twenty-eight years, is anything but innocent.
But Xie Shichen had no intention of letting her go. He sneered, "You want to entangle with me, then entangle. You want to abandon me, then abandon. Do I look like someone so easy to talk to? Let me tell you, this living together thing is decided, and if you feel awkward, just sleep a few more times; once you get used to it, you won't be so pretentious anymore."
