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Since they still had a lot of things to do tomorrow, the two of them prepared to go to bed early.

"It's all Shang Jin's fault. Before we came, I didn't even know which of you would come.

What a joke, if she really lived together with Shang Jin, he feared that he wouldn't be able to sleep at all during the night.

"No need, I'll follow Uncle Lin's arrangements." He threw down his words and entered the room first.

Since Shang Jin had agreed, Lin Hai quickly ran, and did not dare to disturb the two of them.

Jian Ning looked inside the room with difficulty. The room did not seem to be big, she could not possibly really be squeezed into the same bed as him.

"This... "We …" She stuttered for a long time, blushing, unable to speak.

"Don't worry, I'll sleep on the bed. You sleep on the floor."

He understood Jian Ning's intentions, and immediately explained out, not giving her the slightest chance.

"Why?!" Wasn't it supposed to be her sleeping on the bed, with Shang Jin sleeping on the floor?

Shang Jin glanced at him with an indifferent gaze, "What, you want me to sleep on the ground?"

Jian Ning immediately and violently shook her head, a cold chill rising from her heart.

What a joke, if he really fell asleep on the floor, would he really be able to live?

Satisfied, he withdrew his gaze and walked into the room. He looked around and pursed his lips.

Other than a bed, there was nothing else!

Jian Ning was also dumbfounded seeing this, she started to worry about where she would sleep at night.

When she thought about how Shang Jin had agreed to it, she could not help but look at Shang Jin resentfully.

"If you have no objections, then go wash up." He tyrannically laid on the bed, took out his computer and started working, completely ignoring Jian Ning's gaze.

She sighed helplessly. Right now was not the time to argue about this. When the time came, it would be more important to think about how to sleep.

After she entered the bathroom, Shang Jin finally raised his head. With a smirk on his face, he got down from the bed and walked over to the wardrobe.

After checking all the cabinets to make sure there were no blankets, he returned to the bed with satisfaction.

In the bathroom, Jian Ning stared at the hook in anger. There was no bathrobe on it.

She slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes, stood up with a smile and walked to the door.

"Shang Jin, Shang Jin, can you hear me?"

Shang Jin raised his head and heard someone calling for him. He looked at the door of the bathroom and saw a blurry figure standing there, then walked over.

"Shang Jin, I didn't bring a bathrobe, can you help me see where it is?" Jian Ning pleaded softly, obviously needing a lot of help.

He looked around, thought of the white towel in the closet, and chuckled.

He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms as he looked at the anxious woman behind the door. He really wanted to see what she looked like when she came out wearing a towel.

"If you want it, come out and get it."

"Shang Jin!" She pouted in anger, her eyes bulging as she lowered her head to look at herself. How could she get out of here with her current state?

"Can you help me out? It's not convenient for me to come out right now." she said in a tearful voice.

Seeing that she was really going to cry, Shang Jin did not dare to joke and quickly brought the towel over.

He knocked on the door and said with a cold expression, "Take it. I've already brought the item over for you."

"Thank you."

Upon hearing that it was the bathrobe, Jian Ning immediately opened the door in delight, revealing a small crack.

When Shang Jin saw half of her jade arm that she reached out, he only felt his throat turn dry and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Perhaps it was because it had been steamed by the hot air, but it looked just like white jade with a hint of pink. There were even some dewdrops on it, making it look really beautiful.

Only, Jian Ning who had already closed the door did not know what Shang Jin was thinking. She went to take another shower before wanting to wrap up her bathrobe again.

But as soon as he opened it, he realized that this and the bathrobe he wanted didn't seem to have anything to do with each other.

It was only a bath towel, and it was very short. The slightest movement could easily reveal it.

"Damn that Lin Hai. He must have done it on purpose. Serves him right for not wanting that woman." He grumbled for a while and walked out unwillingly.

First, she stuck her head out and upon seeing that Shang Jin was not in the room, she heaved a sigh of relief. With the towel in one hand, she slowly walked out.

She first started with the wardrobe. She wanted to find a blanket and wrap it around herself before Shang Jin returned, but she couldn't find anything after searching the entire room.

Walking to the side of the bed, Jian Ning gritted her teeth as she looked at the blanket and didn't know what to do.

"If you don't want to catch a cold, go up and lie down." A cold voice came from somewhere else.

Jian Ning trembled as she slowly turned to look at the door. Seeing that Shang Jin was only wrapped in a bath towel and his chest muscles, he could not help but blush.

She lowered her head and took a deep breath, but she couldn't stop her heart from pounding.

As if he didn't see her, Shang Jin walked straight to the bedside, picked up the computer and placed it on the bedside table.

After that, she turned to look at Jian Ning. Seeing that she still had her head down and was still holding onto a corner of the bath towel, she could not help but frown.

"Go to bed."

"What?" Jian Ning could not believe what she had heard. Could it be that Shang Jin was really willing to sleep on the floor and give him the bed?

She looked up in pleasant surprise, to see that Shang Jin had already lifted off the bed.

Seeing her raise her head, Shang Jin patted on the seat beside her and opened his mouth: What's wrong? And you want me to invite you over and over again? "

"But we …"

Before he even finished speaking, Shang Jin immediately sat up straight and looked at him coldly.

"This is the only chance I have."

Jian Ning hesitated, she bit her lower lip, and her feet started moving unsteadily, swaying her body back and forth, struggling to get on the bed.

"One."

She was still hesitating.

Shang Jin waited a little longer, but seeing that she still had not moved an inch, the coldness on his face became even stronger.

"Two …"

As he slowly said that, in Jian Ning's ears, this was undoubtedly a form of torture.

"Since you are unwilling, then there is no need to force it."

Shang Jin extended three fingers, preparing to call her number three, but Jian Ning immediately stepped forward and held onto her three fingers.

"I won't bother you any longer, I'm going to bed now." She smiled in embarrassment and got up to go to bed from the other side.

However, just as she stood up, the towel loosened from her body due to the extreme heat and fell onto her feet.