I cannot move…
Mingshen's long and muscular arm was tightly snuggled around her waist from the back. It had wrapped her to his chest so firmly as if he wanted her to be stuck to him with a permanent glue.
But that was a problem for Jia for she wanted to head to the bathroom and Mingshen was coiled around her like a snake around its feast, even in his sleep. She exhaled a short breath and tried to lift his arm off her - very slowly and very quietly. Somehow the more she attempted to loosen his hold, the tighter it became.
"You are awake, aren't you?"
Silence.
"Mingshen?"
No answer.
"Let's go for another round."
He flipped on top of her with such lightning speed that he put the passage of one millisecond to shame. His lips hungrily reached for hers but her palm pressed over his mouth, making a wall from the prize. Evidently, his expression fell.
"So you were awake indeed."
"I will rise even from my death if you ask about sex."
Her eyes narrowed. "What if it's not sex?"
