"Are you trying to take our relationship further?" Zhao Minghai tentatively asked.
Jian Keyan didn't respond directly. Instead, she placed the bag of pajamas she was holding on the sofa.
"Actually, I think it's quite good for us to maintain our relationship as it is - exciting, thrilling, and most of all, ambiguous. Don't you like that feeling?" Jian Keyan deliberately made each word sound very enticing.
She was trying to snare the man's heart deeply.
She couldn't confront Zhao Minghai just yet.
Zhao Minghai lifted her chin and kissed her lips, his face full of smugness.
Jian Keyan struggled to suppress the discomfort in her heart, forcing herself to appear cheerful.
"I like it. I really like it," Zhao Minghai picked up the pajamas, hinting, "Change into these for me now."
Jian Keyan looked at the wine on the table and poured a glass for Zhao Minghai.
