As night fell, the room was somewhat dim, his arrival like a stone into water, initially earth-shattering, followed by a strange quiet of an impending storm.
Mu Yan was originally annoyed with him, but didn't intend to kick him off the bed.
She sat up, looked at the man sitting on the ground, and suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.
Jiang Jingheng looked at the girl laughing uncontrollably on the bed with a dark face, suddenly got up, leaned forward, and trapped her within his arms.
"Very funny?" His tone dangerous, he bit her earlobe.
Mu Yan was trapped by him, unable to move, her ears tingling, her body softened a bit.
She softly hummed, "I didn't laugh."
Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, since when did she learn to lie while looking him in the eye.
"Quite strong, huh?"
Mu Yan felt proud, smirked and said, "Not bad, not bad."
Just barely enough to kick him off the bed, but that was enough.
