"Wanwan, holding me like this, I can't drive," Mu Shaochen said in a low, flat voice without any inflection.
Qin Wan stared at him for a moment, silently released him, and sat up straight.
The car hit the road and the atmosphere inside the vehicle became tense.
A few minutes later.
Mu Shaochen glanced at Qin Wan, "Wanwan, have you made up your mind?"
Qin Wan, who had been looking down lost in thought, looked up at the sound of his voice.
Her gaze fell on the side of his face, which had already turned away. Before she could speak, she heard him say before her, "It's not possible for a normal couple to have no marital relations."
"Then you can consider that I am not normal."
Qin Wan heard his emotionless words, and her tone also turned sour.
Mu Shaochen's lips curled slightly, but his smile was cold, "No, you are very normal."
So, I cannot satisfy you.
In the glance he turned back to her, Qin Wan understood the deep meaning behind his words that she was very normal.
