Night.
Su Qi leaned against Jiang Zuo and couldn't help but say, "Your body feels strange."
Jiang Zuo was curious. "Strange? Does it?"
He didn't think there was anything wrong with his own body.
"I think your body is the strange one," Jiang Zuo added.
Su Qi sat up, unconvinced. "Su Qi is a peerless beauty with skin as smooth as jade—the most perfect figure in Mr. Jiang Zuo's eyes. What part of that is strange?
You, on the other hand, feel like you're injured."
Jiang Zuo: "..., do you have no shame?"
Su Qi leaned in close to Jiang Zuo. "Do you want a wife? Hmm, no, that's not right. Do you want to get a good night's sleep?"
Jiang Zuo: "..., whatever you say."
Su Qi leaned against Jiang Zuo, playing with his hand. "While you were home, did you go show off your Magic to any young ladies?"
Jiang Zuo said, "That's childish. And it's not like any of them are the young lady Su Qi."
