Love Comes Quietly

"You said... a man can't just walk into a girl's room whenever he wants..." He deliberately drew out the words, then gave a cold snort. "Ye Ziqing, what kind of person do you take me, Xiang Dong, for?"

My face flushed all the way to my ears. My memories of last night were hazy, but hearing him say that, I could almost picture myself acting all self-righteous. I lowered my head in embarrassment and muttered, "You could've taken me to a hotel, then. That way, you wouldn't have had to stay here with me all night."

Xiang Dong's expression instantly grew even more colorful. He stared at me for a long while, looking helpless and as though he were trying not to laugh. "I was going to take you to a hotel, but... you absolutely refused to get out of the car... and called me a pervert... You kept saying I could forget about sharing a room with you, and that you weren't going to sleep with me. Ye Ziqing... You actually thought I was trying to take advantage of you? Hah! Ye Ziqing, I suggest you stop drinking from now on..."