The woman's voice was coquettish, and Jiang Yu felt his heart heat up when he heard it.
His Adam's apple moved a little, and he tried his best to remain calm as he asked, " "What did he say?"
There was no change in his tone.
Jing Tong was stunned for a moment before stammering, " "That Yingluo, it's not that I don't trust you, I'm just Yingluo, just Yingluo."
Jiang Yu heard her say " it's just " for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer. He snorted and turned to face her.
The bed made a creaking sound as he moved. Jing Tong couldn't help but let out a low cry, and all the hair on her body stood up. She subconsciously covered her mouth, but it was too late. Jiang Yu had clearly heard her small scream.
The man chuckled, full of sarcasm.
He had only turned over and she was already so scared. How could she still say that she trusted him?
Jing Tong's face and ears turned red.
