Qin Yiren was indeed exhausted.
She refused to enjoy Chu Xinian's service, tugging him to sit beside her, and lifted her small face to peck his handsome lip corner.
Throwing herself into his arms, Qin Yiren said softly, "Thank you for being with me."
"Hmm? What's there to thank for?"
Chu Xinian looked at her indulgently, returning her kiss, "Don't seduce me, go to sleep early."
Qin Yiren nodded with a huff, flicked the water droplets off her feet, and collapsed onto the not-so-soft bed, letting out a tired yawn.
Chu Xinian raised his hand to press on the bed, his brows furrowing helplessly, "Sorry, this place can't compare to the island villa. Just bear with it for a night, we'll leave tomorrow morning."
Qin Yiren was never a pampered heiress, and didn't feel any grievance.
