"I... I'm going to wash up too." 。The man's eyes widened. 。,Jiang Chanqi quickly slipped into the bathroom. Just as he was about to lock the door, he discovered that this old wooden door didn't even have a latch.,Ginger hastily pulled the blanket over, her little face flushed red. 。After marriage, the depths of his eyes became even more profound and complex. 。He walked slowly to her side, his voice low and icy with a hint of husky ambiguity, "It's getting late, let's sleep." 。This time, the emphasis was placed on the two words "we". 。Jiang Can's heart jumped out of his throat, closing his eyes. Suddenly, a force encircled his waist, and he leaned into that person's embrace, being pressed down onto the bed by him…。