Fire Chief vs. Surgeon: A Tale of Relentless Pursuit
Chapter 119: What’s with the Pretense?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: What’s with the Pretense?

"Come on, would a wolf refuse the meat that comes to its mouth?

But...

"You’re not letting your imagination run wild, are you?

It’s just about sleeping here!"

In plain terms, a sleeping companion!

Where did you get the audacity to think about all that nonsense?

Damn!

It was undoubtedly like having a bucket of cold water dumped over one’s head, chilling to the bone in an instant.

Jiang Ye tugged at the corner of his mouth several times:

"Oh, is that so?" he spoke sheepishly.

Lu Jing really wanted to roll his eyes but held back at the last moment:

"Or what else?" he countered.

Great!

Thinking was futile, better not to torture oneself with desires that couldn’t be satisfied.

"Do you want some water?"

"Yes."

"I’ll go pour it."

Coming out of the room, he lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"Don’t rush, I’ll get it back double, just endure for now."

Lu Jing only heard the muttering but didn’t catch what was said and didn’t bother to ask.

Soon enough, someone came in with a cup of hot water.

Lu Jing took a few sips and then stopped drinking, handing it over for Jiang Ye to gulp down the rest.

Perhaps because of being by this person’s side, almost all of Lu Jing’s fear and anxiety had dissipated.

He tugged at the blanket and lay down.

Actually, he was still a bit nervous.

After all, he had been the one to ask the other person to stay, and his ears were burning.

Seeing that the woman actually obediently lay down, the corners of Jiang Ye’s mouth involuntarily curled up, and then he started to undress.

After taking off his physical activity uniform, he began to strip off his shorts next.

Lu Jing’s eyelids twitched, and he blurted out:

"Stop! Why are you taking off... your clothes?"

His heart thumped wildly.

Jiang Ye looked up and responded faintly with two words:

"Comfortable."

In the hot weather, only women sleep in their clothes.

Which man doesn’t just wear underwear to bed?

That’s right, some are even naked!

Lu Jing was very unsettled:

"Put it on, now!"

It was embarrassing enough already, okay?

Jiang Ye, resigned, pulled his shorts back on:

"There, happy now?"

Lu Jing managed a reluctant nod:

"Mhm!"

Forget it, if he didn’t want to wear clothes, let it be.

Quickly closing his eyes, out of sight, out of mind.

In his heart, he was silently urging himself: Just sleep, just sleep, once you’re asleep, you won’t know anything.

But how easy was it to actually fall asleep?

When he felt someone lying down beside him, his breathing stopped for a moment.

Jiang Ye had been watching the whole time and couldn’t help wanting to laugh.

He poked gently:

"What’s with the pretense? It’s not like we haven’t slept together before."

At those words, Lu Jing’s face flushed from her ears to her cheeks and then down to her neck, as she opened her eyes:

"Shut up!"

She yelled.

"Alright, alright, I’ll shut up."

Saying so, he pulled her forcefully into his arms:

"Sleep!" He was very satisfied.

Lu Jing’s mouth twitched, but she didn’t struggle much.

In the man’s arms, she quickly fell asleep.

She didn’t even dream, sleeping straight until morning.

...

The next day.

Lu Jing woke up very early, and as soon as she moved, the man was startled awake.

"What’s up?" he asked with a raspy voice.

"What time is it?"

"I don’t know, they haven’t blown the whistle yet. Sleep a little longer."

Ugh...

Lu Jing was somewhat restless and suddenly felt something strange on her chest.

Upon realizing what it was, she froze.

Cough.

"Jiang Ye, take your hand off!"

Actually, she wasn’t particularly surprised.

Because it seemed like it was a natural instinct for all men.

"No."

Not only did he not remove it, he deliberately squeezed.

"Jiang Ye!"

"Lu’er, you should know, men in the morning are best not provoked.

So, be good."