Holding You Makes Me Feel Like I Own The World

Song Zhou tugged at his towel and regretted not putting on a bathrobe. The tips of his ears were burning.

"Miss Ruan, go back to the guest room and rest. I don't need your help here."

"Come on, let's talk before we go to bed. What are you afraid of? You're not well yet, so I won't do anything to you."

"..."

Song Zhou went to get his bathrobe. He put on his bathrobe, tied the belt around his waist before he removed the towel. He folded the towel, put it aside before he sat on the bed and looked at her.

The girl's eyes were bright and smiling, the corners of her mouth were curled up in a slightly mean but cute smile.

"What do you want to talk about?"

Ruan Qi jumped onto the bed and lay belly down next to him with a smile. She swung her legs in a relaxed manner but what said surprised Song Zhou.

"Mr. Song, let's move in together."

"Cohabitation before marriage?"