Tussling On The Couch
Wen Qinxi seriously thought through this question and no matter how he tried to evaluate the situation from different angles he still came up with one answer. But how was he supposed to convey such an answer to Qie Ranzhe especially when he was staring at him with expectant eyes?
"I..... um.....well....," he spoke his speech as incoherent as a drunkard. While he was trying to come up with a less hurtful way to answer the question Qie Ranzhe somewhat lost his patience and abruptly shifted his body till he lay on top of Wen Qinxi.