However, the only benefit was that as he watched, sleep eventually overcame him.
But just as he had fallen asleep not long ago, he was disturbed awake.
Jiang Ye had tried to be as quiet as possible, still to no avail.
Lu Jing murmured an ’mm-hmm’ sound, his throat feeling a bit dry.
He got up, planning to pour himself some water to drink.
"Where are you going?"
The man was stripping off his clothes as he asked.
"I’ll get it for you."
It wasn’t that far away, after all, and he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself.
Leaving the room, he went to the kitchen, drank half a glass of water in one go, finally quenching his parched throat.
By the time he returned to the room, he saw that a certain someone had already stripped down to nothing, lying there without even covering himself with a sheet, boldly and unreservedly, with nothing but underwear left covering his body.
Lu Jing couldn’t bear to look straight at him and really wanted to complain: So you have a good body, what’s there to show off?
He had said it many times before, but the man simply didn’t listen!
Clearing his throat, he finally made his way to sit down by the bed.
However, just as he sat down, he was pinned down,
and the man pressed his entire weight on top:
Lu Jing, being one-meter-seventy tall and weighing just over ninety pounds, was obviously very slender.
As for the other person, at a height of one-ninety, he must weigh at least a hundred fifty pounds.
Thus, Lu Jing really worried about being squashed flat.
"So heavy, get off," he said, full of disdain.
The man was taken aback; it had never occurred to him that he might be rejected because of his weight and was momentarily caught off guard.
"Don’t worry, you won’t be crushed," he said darkly.
If he really were crushed, he would feel distressed himself.
Lu Jing couldn’t help but roll his eyes:
"I’m sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
"Alright, you sleep then,"
implying: you sleep, I’ll do my thing, we won’t interfere with each other.
Lu Jing heard the subtext in the man’s words and felt a sudden flutter in his heart.
As an adult, how could he not understand the innuendo?
Clearly, someone had no intention of holding back tonight and was set on going all the way!
"Stop messing around!"
The man was pecking the woman’s lips repeatedly:
"Who’s messing around? I’m doing serious business here!"
It was only right and proper!
Even the king of heaven himself couldn’t stop him today.
Lu Jing could feel the man’s arousal growing, and truth be told, women aren’t completely insensate in such matters.
It was just a struggle between mind and body, that was all.
He wanted to say something, but then suddenly forgot it all.
Jiang Ye obviously knew what was on the woman’s mind, whispering into her ear:
"You can only be mine!"
Lu Jing was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry, pinching the flesh of the man’s arm.
It was a pity that his muscles were so developed that she couldn’t pinch them at all.
"Is it okay to be this overbearing and unreasonable?" she complained, almost reflexively.
The man chuckled softly:
"Mm, in a while, I’ll be even more overbearing and unreasonable."
Five thousand years of civilization, and the language and script were incredibly profound.
Lu Jing of course understood his meaning, and her face suddenly flushed red.
Jiang Ye’s back was then followed by a couple of swipes of her claws, but the force used was practically negligible.
"I have to work tomorrow."
The last desperate struggle.
Unfortunately, the man had long since figured out her work schedule.
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"How do you know so clearly?" she demanded.
The man laughed uncontrollably, his head buried in the woman’s neck:
"Your matters, including your whole person, what don’t I know about them?"
Lu Jing trembled slightly, this man was actually biting the flesh on her neck.
It didn’t hurt, it was just an indescribably strange feeling.