PAID

The air seemed to carry a hint of awkwardness.

Huo Jing finished changing clothes and quickly left the room.

Meanwhile, Feng Jialan's face remained bright red.

Huo Jing accepted the documents Feng handed over and swiftly entered work mode.

However, after a moment, Huo Jing couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly. He glanced at Feng Jialan, who was still standing by his side, and after some hesitation, finally spoke: "I apologize..."

Startled, Feng Jialan looked up at Huo Jing in surprise.

Huo Jing seemed to search for the right words before continuing, "I didn’t expect you to arrive so early today. I’ll be more mindful next time."

Feng Jialan wanted to disappear into a hole.

What is Huo Jing even apologizing for?!

Clearly, it was Feng who had overthought the whole thing!

And besides, this was Huo Jing’s home to begin with!

Feng quickly waved his hands in denial, "No, no, it’s my fault. I should have informed you before coming over, Huo—"

The more he spoke, the redder his face grew, and he simply turned his head, choosing to remain silent.

Huo Jing gazed at him for a while but didn’t say anything more.

And so the matter passed—except it didn’t, not entirely.

That night, Feng Jialan had a dream.

Perhaps it was because he had never really given much thought to his personal life, or maybe because he hadn’t found a way to ease his pent-up stress. In his dream, he met someone who caught his eye at first glance. This person had a perfectly sculpted body, complete with abs and a defined waistline. That same day, they went on to share a passionate experience together.

How could he describe that dream?@@novelbin@@

When Feng woke up from it, he almost found himself wanting to go back to sleep.

But in the next second, Feng’s face darkened.