Hua Hua tugged on Ling Yin's arm, pulling him to the front to sit parallel with her.
"Haven't we always been cohabiting?" Hua Hua said.
Whether in Canada or Spain, whenever they were together, they slept together, which was no different from cohabitation.
Ling Yin corrected his wording: "Stay here with me, um, cohabiting?"
"But I also have my own social circle and my own job, I'm not unemployed," Hua Hua discussed with him: "In Canada I have a lot of things to do, although not as busy as you, but for me, I think they're also very important."
Hua Hua raised her hand to wrap around his neck, pulling him close: "Brother Ling, let's live like this for now, let's not disrupt the life we're already used to. You see, my mom called today. What should I do about my mom when I'm with you?"
Ling Yin replied helplessly: "Alright."
