Zhang Xin leaned over, watching him rummage around, "What are you doing?"
Qu Chaozong didn't lift his head or open his eyes, "Looking for my ID card."
Zhang Xin was puzzled, "Why are you looking for your ID card?"
Qu Chaozong: "To change rooms."
Zhang Xin: "Why?"
Qu Chaozong paused for a moment, looked up at her, his smooth forehead creasing with deep lines from the action.
"Didn't you notice there's only one bed in this room!"
Zhang Xin shrugged indifferently, "It's pretty big, enough to sleep on."
Qu Chaozong shot her a look, as if saying, "What are you up to!"
Zhang Xin lowered her head slightly, her long, dyed ash-blond waves slipping down her shoulders, and looked at Qu Chaozong provocatively, "I'm not afraid of what you might do to me." Then her tone changed, "Or are you afraid of me because you can't handle it?"
Qu Chaozong kept a straight face and pointed at Zhang Xin, "Whether I can handle it or not, I don't need to prove it to you."
