Mu Yan drank quite a bit at night, and after ssing around when she returned, she ended up throwing up.
Jiang Jingheng looked at her discomforted appearance, and had no romantic thoughts at all.
Without minding the ss, he cleaned up the room, then used a towel to help her wash up and put on pajamas.
In the end, he went to the bathroom and took a cold shower himself.
When he ca out of the bathroom, Mu Yan was still asleep in the sa position as before.
He lay down next to her, pulling her into his arms.
Mu Yan seed uncomfortable, struggling a bit.
But the man didn’t give any room for her to move, being strong and domineering. Eventually she adjusted and no longer moved.
Jiang Jingheng gazed at her serene sleeping face; he had imagined so many nights of holding her to sleep, and now his wish was finally fulfilled.
Only she could fill the emptiness in his heart.
Since she was already in, there was no way he would let her out.
He kissed her cheek, turned off the light, and held her as he slept.
The next morning, Mu Yan vaguely felt like there was a furnace beside her, unbearably hot.
She slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a handso familiar face.
She was stunned for a mont before realizing, and her body suddenly retreated, "Ah..."
Jiang Jingheng opened his eyes just in ti to see Mu Yan’s astonished look. He was drowsy, with a lazy air typical of just waking up.
He raised a corner of his mouth, "Good morning."
His voice carried the distinctive huskiness of a man’s morning.
Mu Yan only then ca to her senses, stamring, "Why are you in my room?"
Moreover, sleeping in the sa bed with her.
Her gaze quickly swept across his body—the firm chest muscles, the toned waist caught her eyes sharply, her cheeks reddened, and she quickly looked away.
Her gaze shifted downward, falling on the pajamas she was wearing, which were surely helped by him to change.
She felt a bit flustered inside, hopefully last night wasn’t another...
"Last night you pulled into the room, hugging and kissing ," Jiang Jingheng said with a face full of surprise, "You don’t rember that?"
Mu Yan’s face instantly turned as red as blood, gritting her teeth, "Impossible!"
Last night she was with Brother Song, she rembers Brother Song sending her back.
Jiang Jingheng said completely straightforward, "If you don’t believe you can ask Song Cheng’an, he sent you back yesterday, as soon as you saw you rushed over to hug and kiss ."
Mu Yan, "..."
Such a humiliating thing seen by Brother Song too.
She wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Jiang Jingheng looked at her frustrated expression, feeling extrely pleased.
"Tell what should be done now."
What to do? Mu Yan raised her head to look at him, her face full of perplexity.
Jiang Jingheng raised his eyebrows, "Don’t you want to take responsibility for ?"
Mu Yan felt this sounded familiar.
It seed like the first ti he also said that...
She looked at him warily. "You didn’t record again, did you?"
Jiang Jingheng, "..."
That she rembered quite clearly.
If they continue this, last ti’s secret might be exposed.
He leaned closer, pulling her over into his embrace.
Mu Yan struggled against his chest, "Let go of ."
"No!" Jiang Jingheng looked at her, with a childlike innocence in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Mu Yan glared at him, "I’m not going to be responsible for you."
"Then I’ll be responsible for you."
Mu Yan was just about to refute when her lips were sealed, and the warm touch made her mind instantly go blank.
The kiss was as light as a dragonfly touching water.
Jiang Jingheng leaned back, looking at her, with clear eyes of light brown, "I wanted to do this that morning."
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