She didn't know yet that he had overheard her conversation with Lu Jiayuan just now, and his heartbeat had not yet returned to normal.
Could it be that he felt he had done something wrong last night, so he was pulling her over to admit his mistake now?
She paused for a few seconds, then extended her arms, gently wrapping them around his robust waist.
Feeling her arms encircle him, Yu Zexiao felt a gentle warmth in his heart. This was the first time he had experienced such a strong heartbeat for her!
In fact, he had always been somewhat confused about his feelings for her.
Initially, Jian Anning was right—he was only infatuated with her because she was the only woman he had ever fully possessed in his twenty-eight years of life.
But gradually, he began to care more about Jian Anning, to like Jian Anning, and to enjoy... entangling with her every night even more.
