Chapter 002: Sharing a Bed
Qu Yiyi wanted to cry without tears, fortunately, his skin was so good that he had nothing to say, if you evaluate it from the perspective of modern people, he is a superb rich and handsome, but his head is not good.
If he weren't so eye-catching, as a super face control, she probably wouldn't be able to endure it for even a day.
This is a great blessing in disguise.
But now this field, should she be happy?
Alas......
After a barely audible sigh, she finally withdrew her fist in frustration.
Originally, she wanted to use intimidation to coerce her newlywed husband to sleep on the floor, but she couldn't bend her might, what else could she do?
Is she really going to share a bed with him tonight?
Qu Yiyi's beautiful eyes full of aura lingered on Meng Yue for a while, as if she was thinking about the possibility of sharing a bed.
No, no, no!
Soon, Qu Yiyi vetoed the idea of sharing a bed.
It's not that she's worried about what the other party will do to her, after all, his mind is only six or seven years old, what can he do to himself, right?
Instead, she was worried about what she would do to the other person.
Just imagine, a super face control and a good-looking person of the opposite sex sleep in the same bed, so close, close to the point that it is within reach, what if she can't suppress the power of the desolation in her body, and then stretches out her magic grasp to an adult man with an IQ of only six or seven years old?
Although nominally he is her husband, in reality, she is here to steal things, not seeds.
So in order to avoid this kind of misfire, she still slept separately from him.
"You, sit down a little bit. ”
This time, Qu Yiyi didn't let him get out of bed again, but waved his hand to the right, signaling Meng Yue to lean to the right.
Because his body pressed the big red mandarin duck brocade quilt on the bed.
And this time, Meng Yue finally looked like an obedient child, watching her gesture very obediently and moving away from the tall body that was holding down the quilt.
As soon as Meng Yue's body moved away, Qu Yiyi immediately leaned over, took the big red mandarin duck brocade quilt in his arms, and was about to take it away.
"Lady, what are you doing with this on the ground?" Meng Yue asked as he stared curiously at Qu Yiyi's actions on the side, blinking his narrow and charming, yet innocent eyes.
"As the saying goes, the winner is king, and the loser is the loser, since I can't get you out of bed, then I have to sleep on the floor by myself. But the bed belongs to you, and the quilt belongs to me!"
Qu Yiyi didn't look back at him, and said while spreading the quilt on the floor with quick movements.
"But lady, it's cold at night......"
Qu Yiyi's action of tidying up the futon couldn't help but pause after listening to Meng Yue's words.
She stared down at the soft and comfortable quilt in her hand, thinking, yes, it's autumn now, and it's still relatively cold at night, if she occupies this bedding, then when she gets up the next day, what will happen if this delicate young master is cold?
Qingxiu's brows frowned slightly unconsciously, and Qu Yiyi encountered a problem again.
You must know that before getting married, the eldest lady of the Naqu family, Jiang Shi, told her to take care of this eldest young master, and to try her best to make him obey her words, so as to facilitate her actions in the future.
If she really caused the eldest young master to get sick and was abandoned by the Meng family, then she would never want to get the antidote again.
For the sake of her life, of course she couldn't let this delicate young master have the slightest mistake.
However, she just blindly thought that she couldn't share a bed with Meise, but she almost forgot such an important point.
God knows how much the giants of the Meng family love Meng Yue, the eldest son and grandson, if they blame it, she, an impostor, can't afford this responsibility. Maybe she will take a break in a fit of anger, and she doesn't know!
So, she couldn't even think she was unlucky enough to sleep on the floor?