Poor Shen Yi felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on him. Seeing Qin Jiao sitting there, engrossed in her studies, he couldn't bring himself to interrupt, let alone voice what was really on his mind.
In the end, all he could do was clutch a book and look at Qin Jiao pitifully.
Annoyed by his staring, Qin Jiao said with a sigh, "If you don't hurry up and study, do you not want to get first place on the finals?"
"I'm reading, I'm reading!" Shen Yi reluctantly picked up his textbook and started to read.
When they were tired from studying, they turned off the lights to sleep. Their wedding was tomorrow, so they had to get up early.
As Shen Yi lay in the darkness, just about to start his practiced routine of counting sheep, Qin Jiao spoke up. "Shen Yi, in our past life, we were married for so many years. Did you never once think about sleeping with me?"
They had actually tried once. They were already lying in bed together, but Shen Yi had suddenly gotten up and left.
