Mu Yan followed him into the room and suddenly noticed that the arrangent had changed.
The sofa opposite the bed was replaced, and there was a new vanity table in the corner, filled with costics.
On closer inspection, the curtains seed to have been changed too, and there were two new armchairs by the window.
Most importantly, there were bouquets of sunflowers on each side of the bedside table.
She pursed her lips and asked, "Did you arrange this?"
"Mm, do you like it?" Jiang Jingheng’s deep voice ca.
Mu Yan t his gentle gaze, and her heart seed to skip a beat.
She averted her eyes, pretending not to know, "What does it have to do with ? This isn’t my room."
"Isn’t my room your room?" Jiang Jingheng chuckled softly.
Mu Yan pouted, whispering, "Weren’t we supposed to sleep in separate rooms?"
"I thought you got used to it last ti at the film set." Jiang Jingheng chuckled lightly.
Mu Yan glared at him. If he hadn’t threatened her and acted pitiful, would she have agreed?
Jiang Jingheng’s smile deepened, "Even if you’re not used to it, sleep a few more tis and you will be."
Mu Yan, "..."
This guy is such a rogue!
Actually... she didn’t really resist sharing a room with him that much.
Moreover, seeing how he ticulously arranged the room, she couldn’t find a reason to refuse.
She looked at him and suddenly said, "I really like it."
A hint of a smile flashed in Jiang Jingheng’s light brown eyes. He approached, gently cradling her cheeks, and asked, "Like what?"
Mu Yan looked at him, her red lips slightly parted, "Of course, like you..."
"Like ? I like hearing that." Jiang Jingheng’s almond-shaped eyes lifted slightly, exuding an indescribable allure.
Mu Yan’s face instantly turned red. She clearly intended to say that she liked the room he arranged.
She said unwillingly, "You’re twisting my words."
Jiang Jingheng’s exquisite brows furrowed, "Do you not like ?"
Mu Yan, "..."
Another trap!
She glared at him, "Yeah, I don’t like you, not one bit."
"That won’t do." Jiang Jingheng took a step forward, held her in his arms, and captured her lips.
He kissed her sowhat urgently, like a wolf starved for a long ti.
Mu Yan felt a little flustered. After a brief ntal escape, she began to respond to him.
After the kiss, he bit her ear, his voice husky, "You can only like ."
Mu Yan pursed her lips, muttering, "You’re really domineering."
But, of course, she only liked him.
They embraced for a while, and Mu Yan suddenly said, "I’m going to take a shower; I feel all icky."
"Mm." Jiang Jingheng released her.
Mu Yan turned to leave, but Jiang Jingheng stopped her, "Your clothes are over here."
He said, opening the wardrobe.
Mu Yan looked at the wardrobe full of her clothes, glanced at him, "You planned this all along, didn’t you?"
Jiang Jingheng’s lips curled up, "At most, it’s being prepared."
Mu Yan didn’t bother with him, took her clothes, and went to the bathroom.
Jiang Jingheng’s voice ca from behind, "The bathtub water is clean."
Mu Yan looked at the water in the bathtub, reached out to test the temperature—it was just right.
Had he calculated the exact ti she would arrive? How thoughtful and attentive.
About half an hour later, Mu Yan finished her shower and ca out.
Jiang Jingheng put down his phone, seeing that her hair was already dry, said, "Let’s sleep."
"But I haven’t unpacked my suitcase yet." Mu Yan frowned, feeling quite tired.
"I’ve already unpacked it."
Mu Yan looked and sure enough, everything from her suitcase had been taken out.
She lay down on the bed with relief.
Jiang Jingheng followed and lay down, turning off the lights.
Suddenly, the person beside her nestled up, hugging her waist, and murmured, "Why are you so good?"
Jiang Jingheng held her, his eyes deepening.
If I weren’t, how would I have tricked you into being mine!
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