Chapter 416 - But I’m Not Happy with You Tonight. Do You Have a Problem with That? (2/2)

Luosang braced herself and continued to ask, “What about Leng Shuangwei? Did you date her because she was perfect, or was she imperfect like me?”

“The two of you are completely different.” Nian Junting gave it a thought. “She’s the perfect type, that’s why I dated her. I was the top student in every aspect back then, and so was she. We topped our academics, marksmans.h.i.+p, and our looks as well. Our families knew each other, and we understood each other well. I felt that our union would be beneficial for my future generations, so I agreed to date her after she confessed.”

Luosang was suddenly unsure of who she pitied more, Leng Shuangwei or herself. At the end of the day, Nian Junting had dated Leng Shuangwei only because she was perfect and would serve his future generations well genetically. She also had to confess to him and wait for him to make a decision. To be deemed perfect by him, however, she must have been a really outstanding person.

“Alright, let’s sleep.” Nian Junting saw that she was silent and lowered his head to kiss her. His hands started to reach beneath her pajamas. After a while, he was not satisfied. “Why are you wearing pajamas? Is there a need to? They’ll come off eventually.”

“Did I say we were going to do anything tonight?” Luosang reached for a pillow and threw it at his belly. She kicked out with her legs, pus.h.i.+ng him to the edge of the bed. “You’re sleeping on the sofa tonight.”

Nian Junting was startled. “Why? Wasn’t I quite clear earlier?”

“Yes, you were. But I’m not happy with you tonight. Do you have a problem with that?” Luosang stared at him.

“You’re being unreasonable.” Nian Junting was beginning to feel a little upset.

“Yes, who’s fault is it that I’m imperfect? Imperfect women tend to be unreasonable.” Luosang chuckled sarcastically.

Nian Junting looked at her for a while before dragging himself over to the sofa glumly with a hmph. Unable to stretch his long legs out on the five-foot-long sofa, Nian Junting could only curl himself into a ball and drape the blanket over his stomach.