Jin Zelin was scared pissless.
"What? Sleep together?"
His eyes widened, filled with utter shock.
Qin Song calmly puffed on his cigarette, a profound light flickering in his gaze.
"Not happy with it? Since you don't want to sleep in the bed, I'll indulge you. Tonight, you can sleep on the sofa…"
Jin Zelin was instantly dumbfounded.
Fuck, big bro, you can't bully me like this.
Just because you came, I've been reduced to sleeping on the sofa?
This is utterly inhumane!
Sleep on the sofa…
Or sleep in the bed?
Damn, this dilemma is just too agonizing.
But if he were to sleep in the bed, he really worried… worried that he might not be able to control himself and might pounce on big bro...
Uh, Jin Zelin thought about this and quickly shook his head to clear it. How could he have such filthy thoughts?
This is not right... absolutely not acceptable...
Alright, so be it, he'll sleep on the sofa...
"Big bro, let's do as you say! I'll sleep on the sofa!"
