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Story: Noble Marriage

Not sleeping beside Lin Xinlan at night made him feel even worse, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

On the bed, he was like flipping a pancake all night long, not sleeping a wink.

So he decided to sleep with her again...

Lin Xinlan’s inner self was going crazy, yet her face remained calm, "You’ve only slept alone for one night; it’s natural to be a bit unused to it. Try it for a few more nights, and maybe you’ll get accustomed to it."

Rong Shaoze knew what she was getting at. He lifted her chin, smiling wickedly, "No need, I’ve decided to still sleep with you. Holding my wife in sleep is always a bit better than sleeping alone."

"But sleeping with me, you’ll be very uncomfortable..." she said.

"Not sleeping with you, I’ll be even more uncomfortable."

"That’s because you’re not used to sleeping alone. Perhaps... you could find another woman, maybe..." she suggested timidly.

Rong Shaoze’s look suddenly became very frightening.

Lin Xinlan quickly shut up, not daring to continue.

His eyes flashed, apparently smiling, but his tone carried a few degrees of icy chill, "You actually want to push me off to other women, tell me, how should I punish you?"

"..." Lin Xinlan swore for the hundred and first time, Rong Shaoze was really not right.

His tone sounded like he liked her very much, as if there were no other women in his heart but her.

"I’m just worried you’ll be frustrated," she said very insincerely.

The man’s face brightened instantly, like the weather in June, smiling happily, "Xinlan, I knew you cared about me."

Really, the one who needed to see a psychiatrist was him, not her.

What’s with Rong Shaoze?

Why did he start to like acting coquettish with her, saying these nauseating words?

Could it be that he really had multiple personality disorder?

Lin Xinlan’s heart felt uneasy; she was actually a bit afraid of psychopaths.

She would rather have Rong Shaoze be as arrogant and domineering, cold and heartless as before.

Rather than him being like now, occasionally saying a nauseating line, or being tender to her from time to time.

It’s not that she had a penchant for being abused, but this Rong Shaoze, she really wasn’t used to him.

Lin Xinlan’s heart was filled with worry and an indescribable fear. Suddenly, she put on a cold face, deciding to use an indifferent attitude to strike at him, to make him stay away from her.

It was like a boy you didn’t like at all suddenly confessed to you, you’d feel a strong urge to escape and treat him coldly, hoping he would get the hint and stay away from you, not to bother you.

Pushing his hand away, she frowned in disgust, "Don’t flatter yourself, who cares about you!

Rong Shaoze, let me be clear, I don’t want to sleep with you, I want you to stay away from me!

Do you know, every night when I sleep beside you, I feel very uneasy, I always feel like I’m sleeping next to a demon! "

As she expected, his face darkened immediately, his eyes growing stormy.

"Lin Xinlan, I dare you to say that again!" He grasped her wrist tightly, squeezing it, causing her much pain.

Lin Xinlan endured the pain, defiantly repeating loudly, "I said, I’m not caring for you, I actually don’t want to sleep with you, I hope you stay away from me..."

"Shut up!" Rong Shaoze thundered, abruptly cutting her off.

He glared, veins on his forehead throbbing, "Lin Xinlan, I’m warning you, never say that kind of thing again, or I won’t be polite to you!"

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