The more Wen Ran tried to consider Mo Xiuchen's feelings, the more uncertain she became about how to explain. Finally, it was Mo Xiuchen who interrupted her incoherent explanation, issuing his command, "Starting from tonight, you will sleep in the master bedroom."
"Huh?"
Wen Ran's eyes widened in disbelief, as if she was imagining things.
Since Mo Xiuchen returned, her heart was like a rollercoaster. She was so nervous that her intelligence seemed to decrease, and she foolishly asked, "So where will you sleep?"
Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with unusual emotion. He released her hand and moved a step backward, allowing her to think clearly. With a calm tone, he said, "We will sleep together."
Sleep together?
Somehow, the grip on her nightwear loosened, and the candy-colored dress in her arms fell. Fortunately, Mo Xiuchen was quick and caught it in time.
Seeing his large hand holding her clothes, the heat rose in her face.
"Store these clothes away, they will be needed eventually."