"He went to pick out a guest room on his own, saying he was worried he wouldn't get used to living here," Qin Youxuan sat on the sofa, hugging a pillow, her bright cat-like eyes twinkling.
She pointed her finger towards the backyard.
Lowering her voice, "I've never seen anyone who likes to stay in a storage room, I suspect there's something wrong with him."
Qin Youxuan's finger moved to her temple.
"Be careful or he might just prescribe you an extra month's worth of medicine if he hears you," Dan Hanjie caught Qin Youxuan's hand and brought it to his mouth, biting it gently.
"It was you who deliberately pointed him to the storage room, so naughty."
"He was the one who asked me which room was the biggest, isn't that the storage room?" Qin Youxuan said innocently, not feeling like she had said anything wrong at all.