Chapter 298: Chapter 298: The Bed Is a Bit Small (2) Chapter 298: Chapter 298: The Bed Is a Bit Small (2) “…” Lu Wanwan was taken aback, looking at his matter-of-fact expression, suddenly at a loss for what to say.
“Gu Annan, I’m not joking with you,” she said seriously, “It’s not suitable for a man to stay overnight in a girl’s home.”
He scoffed, leaning against the dining table, “Then a girl is suitable to stay overnight in a man’s home?”
“I’ve already explained that to you, and didn’t you say, I don’t need to tell you anything about my relationship with him?”
“Did I say you could just stay overnight at any other man’s home?” Gu Annan raised his eyebrows, moving a few steps closer, “If you can stay at someone else’s home, why can’t I stay here?”
Lu Wanwan couldn’t argue with him; even if she claimed her actions that day were justified, his mere mention of being sick provided enough reason.
“Have you thought it through? Look at this, my house is small and broken-down, there’s nothing in the fridge, the floor is damp, even the air conditioner is broken…”
“I don’t sleep on the floor, the weather doesn’t call for air conditioning, and you can go out and buy what’s missing from the fridge,” he interrupted calmly, “Only the bed is a bit small but I can barely accept that. Any other reasons?”
So, making do for one night is just barely acceptable to you, why don’t you just leave then?
Lu Wanwan snorted, shoving a thermometer at him, “Take your temperature before you sleep.”
After washing the dishes and tidying up the room, she saw Gu Annan sprawling lazily in the middle of her bed, which infuriated her.
Isn’t hogging the entire bed a bit too much?
If it weren’t for seeing him sick, she would definitely…
“Give me the thermometer,” she demanded with a cold face, stretching out her hand.
Gu Annan looked at her intently for a moment with his deep, dark eyes, and handed it over.
“You still have a slight fever,” Lu Wanwan frowned, sighing inwardly, “You should bundle up and probably after another sleep, you’ll be nearly better. It’s a pity the air conditioning is broken, do you want me to go out and buy a heater?”
They say a person with a fever needs to be warm, to sweat it out.
“It’s November now,” Gu Annan gave her a look as if questioning her intelligence.
“As if I want to, but my house faces the wrong way, it’s a bit chilly and damp, how can you get better without sweating!” she said irritably.
“Can you only sweat by using a heater?” he looked at her intensely, his brows slightly raised as he spoke in a husky voice, “Waste of energy!”
“Since you’re so short on cash, isn’t buying a heater or the electricity bill costing money?” he leaned back on the bed, looking feeble with the guise of illness, yet his eyes were extremely bright, as if they could see right through her, “There are other ways.”
Lu Wanwan listened to his last sentence with implied meaning, pursed her lips tightly, and held his gaze without flinching.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she went to the closet, dug out another cotton blanket and threw it on the bed, “I’ve thought of something, another layer!”
Before Gu Annan could say anything else, she took out the towel she had frozen in the fridge that afternoon and tossed it to him, “And this, put it on your head.”
Although she was at her wits’ end with him in the house, at least she managed to get him back to sleep again.
Lu Wanwan took advantage of this time to leave the room and head to the nearby supermarket to buy some things.
When she initially rented this house, in addition to the convenience in transportation, it was because it was especially close to a nearby shopping center.
Since he couldn’t leave today, she needed to stock up on some things.
Towels, toothbrushes, slippers, pajamas and so on.
Gu Annan, being such a picky person, she worried that if she bought something too cheap, he might refuse to use it, so she specifically went to a high-end, upscale import supermarket.
Every item she took, the price made her heart ache.
At the checkout counter.
“The total is one thousand two hundred thirty-three, cash or card?”
“Card,” she opened her purse, searching for a while before she remembered, she hadn’t brought her card.