Mu Yan knew he was responsible for his duties, and he had a lot of work, so she didn’t think much about it and said, "Then, you should go take a shower. It’s getting late."
"Okay, there’s so honey water on the table, rember to drink it," Jiang Jingheng said as he took his clothes to the bathroom.
When Jiang Jingheng ca out of the bathroom, Mu Yan was already lying in bed, with her back to him; she seed to be asleep.
He walked to the bedside, saw that the cup of honey water was empty, turned back to turn off the bathroom light, then lay down in bed and went to sleep.
The room suddenly beca quiet, with only the sound of their breathing in the dark.
Mu Yan actually wasn’t asleep, she just didn’t know what to do.
She knew very well how domineering he could be on ordinary nights.
What must co will co, she just needs to wait and endure.
But she waited for a long ti, and there was no movent from the person beside her. Was he asleep? Or maybe tonight he’s not in the mood?!
For so reason, she suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart.
Lu Hao clearly knew Zhao Jia Min was a married woman, yet he still entangled with her; it was enough to show that the inherent vice of n was that they didn’t care about a woman’s social standing.
She was fine now, young and beautiful, but as ti goes on, would Jiang Jingheng have a change of heart?
He’s friends with Lu Hao; don’t they say birds of a feather flock together?
Jiang Jingheng wasn’t sleeping at all; he wasn’t a fool. Ever since he ca back tonight, he’d noticed she was sullen, which was why he warned Lu Hao.
So, he was willing to let his actions prove to her that he was different from Lu Hao.
Suddenly, he felt sothing soft and warm press against his back, and soon a pair of arms wrapped around his waist.
Jiang Jingheng’s body tingled, instantly awake.
In the darkness, his restrained voice ca, "What’s wrong?"
"I can’t sleep," Mu Yan said softly.
Jiang Jingheng turned over, pulled her into his arms, and asked, "Still not sleepy?"
As he finished speaking, he felt warmth on his lips.
Then she felt as if a little squirrel was burrowing into his arms; the hint was too obvious.
He felt like he’d won the lottery, eager to give her everything of his own.
By the middle of the night, the storm had finally passed, and Mu Yan was so tired she couldn’t move a finger.
She was very sleepy now, the type that could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
Jiang Jingheng couldn’t bear to let her be tired and fell asleep with her in his arms.
In the middle of the night, he heard her talking in her sleep.
"I won’t allow you to like other won, be careful or I’ll cry for you to see."
Jiang Jingheng was a light sleeper; the slightest movent woke him. Hearing her tsundere words, he couldn’t help but find it both funny and infuriating.
How could he like other won when just one of her occupied all his thoughts?
The next morning, when Mu Yan woke up, the spot beside her was already empty.
Thinking about how she kept begging him last night, she couldn’t help but cover her face.
However, this feeling of possessing each other made her feel secure.
After tossing and turning in bed for a while, Mu Yan decided to get up.
As soon as her feet hit the floor, her legs went weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
At that mont, the door opened. Jiang Jingheng saw her sitting on the floor and imdiately went over, picked her up, and placed her on the bed.
"How could you be so careless," he said, slightly furrowing his brows.
Mu Yan looked at him, her cheeks slightly red, "My legs are sore."
Jiang Jingheng was montarily stunned, then instantly understood.
He chuckled lightly, "They should be sore."
Mu Yan looked at him, a bit unhappy, "You’re gloating."
"I’m not."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Jingheng leaned closer to her ear and said, "You were so enthusiastic last night. If you didn’t feel anything, wouldn’t that an I’m incapable?"
Mu Yan raised her fist and punched him in the chest, looking at him with a face full of sha and anger; how could he be so shaless?
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