He Miao did not know that her move would cause such a big reaction from Jing Yan. She quickly pushed him away with a red face. The milk was of moderate temperature, but she felt it was hot in her hands.
Jing Yan finally let go of He Miao after he had kissed her enough. The anger in his heart burned more and more fiercely, and not only did it not subside, it even seemed to be on the verge of burning.
He took a deep breath and stared at her deeply. "Since you're not Madam Jing yet, I'll let you off this time."
He Miao stared blankly at him as he panted heavily and his chest heaved up and down. Then she realized something and quickly took a big step back, her eyes looking away unnaturally. "You should go back first. It's late, and I'm going to sleep too."
