After a few times, Mu Yan felt somewhat exhausted. She pushed the man who was tirelessly over her and said hoarsely, "Stop fooling around, I want to sleep."
"Who was begging me just now?" Jiang Jingheng teased.
Mu Yan's face was warm, and she playfully pounded his chest with her fist.
"Who asked you to be so difficult?"
"But Mrs. Jiang likes it a lot."
Mu Yan glared at him, thinking how shameless he was with his words.
She grabbed his misbehaving hand and said, "I want to talk to you."
Jiang Jingheng looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, then suddenly turned over, pulling her into his arms, and said, "What do you want to talk about?"
"I was wrong today." Mu Yan immediately admitted her fault.
After what just happened, he should be in a good mood and would probably forgive her.
"And then?" Jiang Jingheng asked in a flat tone.
"I promise I won't do it again in the future," Mu Yan said.
"You've said this before, it's not very credible."
