However, before the cat could be put down, Mo Qian rushed over in a single stride and snatched it away.
Mo Qian instantly knew Ji Wei was sulking.
A faint smile flickered in his eyes as he leaned his breathtakingly handsome face toward her and softly asked, "If the cat sleeps on the bed, where do I sleep?"
"There are so many guest rooms; sleep wherever you want." Ji Wei shot him a glare, her tone laced with irritation.
The implication was clear—she would rather sleep with a cat than with him.
"It's the first day of our marriage, and you want us to sleep in separate rooms? What kind of reasoning is that?" Mo Qian wasn't angry; he simply stared at her fixedly.
Ji Wei stood up from the bed, glaring at him as she spoke up, "Give Milk back to me."
With that, she reached out, attempting to snatch the cat from his grasp.
