Chapter 257

"Well, you can sleep in one room, then you sleep on the bed, and I'll make a floor bunk."

The smile on Sang Shijun's face froze, "The floor?"

"Yeah." Xia Bing nodded, strode to the closet, found the bed and bedding from inside, "I think it's better for us to sleep separately."

After all, they are all grown men and women, and they are not innocent teenagers and girls. They sleep in the same bed, and it is easy to shoot a gun at night.

Sang Shijun stood up straight, rubbed the center of his brows, a little irritated: "Is that why you don't believe me?"

Xia Bing swallowed, eyes dodged, "It's not that I don't believe you, I just..."

Can't believe myself!

Xia Bing was embarrassed to say the latter words.

After a pause, she changed the subject and said, "Let's talk about it after we confirm the relationship."

Sang Shijun was very helpless, and he couldn't push Xia Bing too hard.

In the end, he walked up to Xia Bing's side, wrapped his arms around Xia Bing's waist, and lifted her up.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xia Bing panicked.

Sang Shijun directly threw Xia Bing onto the bed: "Even if you want to sleep on the floor, I can only sleep on the floor and you on the bed."

Xia Bing paused, and quickly said: "No, I sleep on the floor. I brought up the whole matter from the beginning to the end. I can't let your interests be harmed because of this matter. You have a good bed to sleep on. , not because of me..."

Sang Shijun was extremely angry.

Everything is for his benefit, can she be more selfish and care about herself?
His tone sank, and he interrupted her: "Do you think I can do things like let girls sleep on the floor, and me, an old man, sleep on the bed?"

Xia Bing choked.

Sang Shijun's voice sank again: "I'm a machismo!"

He lay on the floor, covered the quilt, "Sleep."

Although the last two words are also in a low tone, Xia Bing always feels that Sang Shijun's words seem a bit boring?
And there is a trace of grievance mixed in?

She saw Sang Shijun turned over and turned his back to her, Xia Bing couldn't say anything more.

Pursing her lips, she sighed softly.

I had no choice but to feel wronged by Sang Shijun.

Waking up the next day, Sang Shijun felt pain all over his body as soon as he moved.

In the battle of the shopping mall, no matter how bloody and treacherous the situation is, he can resist it, break through one by one, and turn defeat into victory.

But when did he experience this kind of physical torture?
Sleeping on the floor with only one layer of mattresses, every bone in my body hurts when I move.

He didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night last night, and even after falling asleep, he slept very restlessly.

After getting up in the morning, he still felt his whole head was muddled.

With two dark circles under his eyes, he went downstairs exhausted.

Xia Bing and the two children had already sat at the dining table and had breakfast. Seeing Sang Shijun, Xia Yanyou called out in surprise, "Daddy."

Sang Shijun replied lazily, and slouched downstairs with his trouser pockets in his pockets.

When he came to the dining table and sat down, Sister Liu immediately put breakfast in front of him.

"Father, didn't you sleep well last night?" Xia Yanyou asked with concern.

Sang Shijun raised his dry eyes and tried to show a friendly smile: "It's okay."

Xia Bing also saw Sang Shijun's dark circles, and frowned slightly. She asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Sang Shijun smiled and said, "It's okay."

"Dad must be so excited about getting married with Mom that he couldn't fall asleep for a long time, right? I was so happy last night that I didn't fall asleep for a long time." Xia Yanyou said.

(End of this chapter)

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