I married my best friend's dad in a whirlwind romance, only to find out he'd secretly love

Ten minutes later.

Qiao Shengsheng's ears turned bright red.

"You can wash the rest yourself."

After saying that, Qiao An'an went out of the bathroom.

She looked around the large apartment from left to right.

If we live here, Lu Yanzhi will live here too.

It's not good for her to live in the master bedroom.

Qiao An'an looked left and right for a long time, wondering why there was only one room here.

How can these two people live together?

Are we supposed to sleep in one room?

Qiao An'an looked around again and confirmed that there was only one room.

She stood at the doorway, feeling flustered.

She walked into the walk-in closet, and when she saw the pajamas again, her face still couldn't help but burn.

Suddenly, she noticed a door in the walk-in closet, and Qiao An'an looked at it with a bit of nervousness.

She slowly walked towards that direction, and just as she reached out her hand, she heard a man's voice behind her.

"Good boy/girl."

Lu Yanzhi's voice was deep and languid.

Qiao An'an subconsciously turned her head and saw that he was wearing a bathrobe, his hand was hanging in front of his chest, and water droplets were dripping from his hair. When she saw the water sliding down to his collarbone, she looked away.

"I see what looks like a room in here, I'd like to take a look."

Lu Yanzhi frowned. "I really don't know. I'll ask another day to see if there are any rooms inside."

"Huh?" Qiao An'an glanced at the bed in the outer room, her heart starting to race again. "But...but there's only one room here..."

Qiao An'an felt depressed.

This house is so big, with one household per floor, but how come there's only one room?

She can't possibly sleep with Lu Yanzhi, can she?

but……

Qiao An'an thought for a moment, then looked up at Lu Yanzhi.

"I see there's only one room here. You can sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."

The voice just fell.

Lu Yanzhi chuckled softly.

"Sweetie, how could I bear to let you sleep on the sofa?"

Lu Yanzhi stepped forward and closed the distance between them. He reached out and pulled her close, placing his hand on her waist.

Qiao An'an froze.

Lu Yanzhi's gaze fell on her red lips, his voice gentle.

"The bed is so big, there's enough room for you to sleep." Lu Yanzhi's fingertips traced her lips. "I told you I would wait for the day you're willing."

Qiao An'an could clearly hear her own heartbeat, and she could still feel his breath on her lips.

Lu Yanzhi felt helpless. "Goodness, let's put a pillow in the middle. I don't want you to sleep on the sofa, and you certainly don't want me, an injured person, to sleep on the sofa either."

He looked at his shoulder, his tone somewhat aggrieved.

Qiao An'an quickly replied, "That sofa is quite big and soft; it's just the right size for me to sleep on."

"That sofa isn't good. I'll have someone come and move it now, and we'll send another one over another day." Lu Yanzhi's tone left no room for argument.

Qiao An'an, "..."

Are we really going to share a bed tonight?

Qiao An'an stared at Lu Yanzhi, her bright eyes wide open, filled with helplessness and shame, like a little white rabbit that had been provoked.

She hadn't expected Lu Yanzhi to pressure her like this.

"You...you're being indecent!"

It took Qiao An'an a long time to finally manage to utter this sentence, her voice soft.

Lu Yanzhi's gaze locked onto her, his tone filled with doting affection and patience.

"Sweetie, if I were to sleep on the sofa, you'd definitely feel bad, and similarly, if you were to sleep on the sofa, I wouldn't feel bad either."

But she'd rather sleep on the sofa!

Lu Yanzhi continued, "Sweetie, you promised, a three-month period. Don't worry, I won't force you if you don't want to."

The man's voice was deep and gentle, sending shivers down one's spine.

Qiao An'an looked up at him.

After a long silence, she finally said, "Let's make this clear first: if you do anything reckless, I'll call the police and have you arrested."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yanzhi smiled, his eyes filled with joy, but it was quickly replaced by tenderness.

"I won't do anything reckless."

Qiao An'an looked at the wound on her shoulder, her heart tightening. She said gently, "Where's the first-aid kit? I'll disinfect it and apply medicine for you."

"Under the TV cabinet in the living room."

After hearing this, Qiao An'an turned to leave.

But Lu Yanzhi grabbed him.

Qiao An'an subconsciously turned to look at him, wondering what he was going to do.

next second.

He pulled her to sit down on the sofa.

"You sit here, I'll go get it."

Qiao An'an blinked, somewhat stunned. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was the injured one!

Looking at her adorable expression, Lu Yanzhi smiled and walked towards the living room.

A short while later, Lu Yanzhi returned, placed the doctor's kit on the table, and sat down next to her.

Qiao An'an opened the first-aid kit with practiced ease and took out iodine and ointment.

Looking at her earnest expression, Lu Yanzhi smiled gently, "You've worked hard."

"Of course," Qiao An'an said softly, her eyes lowered.

A few minutes later.

"alright."

Qiao An'an packed up all her things.

Lu Yanzhi didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

The room fell silent instantly, the air thick with an ambiguous atmosphere. Qiao An'an couldn't bear being alone with him like this.

Her eyes would unconsciously fall on the man.

She remained silent for a long time before mustering her courage and saying, "Um, you...you rest first, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay." Lu Yanzhi nodded with a deep gaze.

Qiao An'an quickly got up and rushed into the dressing room. When she saw the pajamas, she was dumbfounded.

Lu Yanzhi brought her directly here, without even going back to the villa. She didn't pack anything; if she stays here tonight, then...

Qiao An'an looked at these lace pajamas, all of them were spaghetti straps with low necklines, and the nightgowns just covered her thighs...

Not a single piece is conservative; they're all sexy and alluring.

The thought of wearing such a nightgown and having to sleep in the same bed with Lu Yanzhi made Qiao An'an feel like she didn't care about her reputation anymore.

If you live alone, it's fine to wear it.

But now...

She searched the entire walk-in closet and found nothing but her everyday clothes for going out; there were no other pajamas there.

I was thinking of wearing my everyday clothes, but when I touched them, I realized that if I were to sleep in this fabric, I probably wouldn't be able to sleep well all night.

Then, her gaze fell on Lu Yanzhi's white shirt. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward, placing her hand on the white shirt.

But then she thought, "Wouldn't white be a bit see-through?" So she tiptoed and picked up a black one.

Holding the shirt in my hand, the faint scent of cedar immediately filled my nostrils—it was Lu Yanzhi's scent.

The scent made her uneasy, but Qiao An'an would rather wear this than those sexy pajamas.

When Qiao An'an came out of the shower, she was wearing Lu Yanzhi's black silk shirt.

The clothes were very large, covering her thighs.

But as she walked, the black shirt made her skin appear even whiter, almost blindingly so.

Having just come out of the shower, Qiao An'an's skin was flushed and rosy from the hot water.

The clothes were loose, and even with all the buttons on the collar fastened, Qiao An'an's delicate collarbone was still visible.

Qiao An'an moved slowly, afraid of exposing herself. As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she saw Lu Yanzhi sitting on the edge of the bed.

Lu Yanzhi was looking at the tablet in his hand, his collar was open, his eyes were focused, and his whole body exuded a restrained yet alluring tension.