"Xinli Baby, I don't want to put you in a difficult position," Xue Qianxun said understandingly. A hint of disappointment flashed in the depths of his rippling gold and blue eyes. "I'll... just go to the first floor."
Ye Kuo looked at him. "Prince Qianxun, if you don't mind, you can use mine."
Among the men present, Sheng Tianze and Xuan Ying were of noble birth and inherently germaphobic. They absolutely refused to share anything in their rooms with anyone else, except for Jiang Xinli. Let alone the fact that this "anyone else" was a new romantic rival who was about to steal away some of her affection.
