"Still planning to leave?" Su Yu asked.
Han Jing...
Could she ask him what exactly he meant by this?
With him pinning her down like this, could she even sleep? And, inexplicably bringing her to his bed, was it just to let her take a nap? Han Jing felt that something was... not quite right?
But could she resist?
Han Jing had always been someone who understood the situation well. What could she do? If they fought, she couldn't win; if they talked, she couldn't outtalk him. If he truly acted shamelessly and didn't let her go, she honestly couldn't leave.
This is a case of the fish being at the mercy of the knife-wielder; she could only obediently... comply.
Han Jing immediately closed her eyes, steeled her heart, and thought, "Forget it, just sleep then, after all, it's still early." As for decency, abandon it when necessary! A bit of sleep wouldn't hurt.
