Jiang Yu frowned. Two seconds later, he followed Jing Tongâs gaze and realized what she was looking at.
He raised an eyebrow and curled his lips. He then leaned over and opened his collar wider.
âHave you seen enough?â He said calmly.
Jing Tong immediately looked away, but her face was burning.
How embarrassing, how embarrassing! Wasnât it just muscles? If she wanted to look at some muscles, there were countless men for her to choose from in movies and TV shows. What was there to see about that man?
She tried to ignore the warmth on her face and said, âLet go and sleep!â
Jiang Yu stared at her blushing face for a while before letting go of her hand.
However, he didnât sleep on the ground. Instead, he laid down beside her.
Jing Tong was furious again.
âWhy arenât you getting out?â She turned around and glared at him.
Jiang Yu lay on the bed and explained, âI canât even put my hands and feet on the ground. Besides, your bed is big enough. I wonât affect you sleeping here.â
âWonât affect me? Are you kidding me?â
Most importantly, he had agreed to sleep on the floor, yet he went back on his word. How shameless!
âNo, I donât agree!â Jing Tong pushed him furiously with embarrassment.
Jiang Yu grabbed her wrist again and said, âYou look at me so explicitly. Iâm not even afraid. What are you afraid of?â
Jing Tong hadnât expected him to notice her loss of composure and laugh at her.
She was furious. She kicked him and yelled, âGet lost!â
Unfortunately, the man pressed her leg down.
âI really canât sleep on the floor. I donât want to affect my work tomorrow. Can you be a good person until the end?â
He tried to reason with her.
Jing Tong gritted her teeth and said, âSleep on the bed if you want, but donât press yourself against me.â
Jiang Yu curled his lips. He didnât know whether it was because he had succeeded or because he was certain that the woman hadnât completely let him go, so he was in a good mood.
He let her go and saw the woman sitting up.
âIâll sleep on the floor!â Jing Tong said.
Jiang Yu raised an eyebrow and didnât stop her, but when Jing Tong tried to get over her, he suddenly bent his knees.
Jing Tong tripped and fell on him.
Jiang Yu grabbed her waist and frowned. âThrow yourself at me? Are you sure, Jing Tong?â
Jing Tong was dazed. Her chest hit his hard body, and all her senses were overwhelmed by the manâs masculine scent. She couldnât think at all. She didnât come to her senses until the touch of the hand on her waist became clearer.
The manâs handsome and silent face was right in front of her. She didnât know whether it was her imagination, but she seemed to see some mockery in his eyes.
Jing Tong blurted out, âThatâs right. So what if I throw myself at you? You canât do it anyway!â
She was certain that there was something wrong with that man.
Jiang Yuâs eyes dimmed.
He pinched her waist and said, âSeems like youâre really coveting me. Otherwise, why would you resort to such a childish trick?â