Di Xiaxia sat on the bed with a stupefied face, completely unable to process the situation.
After a long pause, she suddenly stood up, her face blushing as she called out, "Brother, what do they mean?"
Di Mingzhe put down his work and looked at her.
Her little face was flushed, her black hair in a mess and she stood in one of her white shirts next to the bed, seemingly puzzled.
"There’s only one room here." Di Mingzhe put aside the documents in his hands and rose to his feet.
His towering figure carried an imposing aura that demanded respect.
Even a simple white shirt and black pants seemed extraordinary on him, making Di Xiaxia involuntarily take a step back.
Her mind was still a little foggy. It wasn’t until Di Mingzhe came up to her that she managed to react.
She wasn’t short, nearly 1.7 meters, yet even so, she only reached the tip of Di Mingzhe’s chin.
Di Xiaxia couldn’t help but look up at him, nervously asking, "Do you mean that we have to share a room, and a bed, tonight?"
"Yes, you can understand it that way." Di Mingzhe nodded and suddenly raised his hand.
"What are you trying to do!" Di Xiaxia exclaimed suddenly.
Di Mingzhe calmly took off his wristwatch and asked, "What do you think I’m going to do?"
Di Xiaxia blushed in embarrassment!
"Brother, this isn’t right, siblings aren’t supposed to share a bed. Either send me home, make up a room in the guest house, or I’ll sleep on the couch."
While talking, she couldn’t help but anxiously scan the room. DAMN! Even a freaking couch wasn’t present!



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