With a soft sigh, Xia Yinian slipped away from the man's embrace and pulled the quilt over herself.
"Sleep now, good night."
She lay down with her back to him, and the man lay down behind her, holding her tightly.
The room was quiet for a while, then Xia Yinian said in a low voice, "I'm sorry! I think I've been too selfish."
He had just seriously called her "wife" twice, and was she now hoping Uncle would give him a home?
If it were just a house, Uncle could give it anytime.
But, clearly, she wanted more than that.
"Why are you telling me this? Are you thinking of building a home with someone else?" Gu Beicheng said blandly.
"I..." Xia Yinian bit her lip.
"There is no such 'someone else'." Gu Beicheng's voice carried a hint of coldness.
Xia Yinian did feel a bit embarrassed, but his warning made her somewhat displeased.
"Uncle means that no one would marry me?" She pouted her lips.
