Mei Wanying said nothing, merely watching Pei Yan with her beautiful almond eyes.
The guest rooms at the temple were all spartan, but with Pei Yan's resources, it wouldn't have been difficult for him to procure a soft couch.
'He's doing this on purpose.'
'Maybe... he even has *that* on his mind!'
Although they had been intimate and even had a daughter together, Mei Wanying was dead set against Pei Yan trying to cross that line again.
'This man is the type to take a mile if you give him an inch. If I give him an opening, he'll definitely do something even more outrageous!'
Stared down by Mei Wanying's all-seeing gaze, Pei Yan rubbed the tip of his nose.
To Mei Wanying, this was a clear sign of a guilty conscience.
She reminded him expressionlessly, "Don't push your luck."
'Agreeing to share a room is already my limit.'
Pei Yan thought to himself, 'But Ah Yin was the one who said I couldn't leave her side for a moment...'
