"Actually, I'm very happy..."
Listening to these words lightened Wang Jie's psychological burden; however, really having him do something was out of the question.
Resting his face against the window, Wang Jie tried hard to keep himself calm.
It just felt extremely weird now, this feeling was very, very familiar, yet he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Without saying anything more, he dressed himself and silently leaned against the window.
Watching Wang Jie's expression, Jianing smiled slightly, directly wrapped her arms around Wang Jie's neck, lifted her dress, and sat on his lap.
That move completely numbed Wang Jie; what had been no issue at all became one as soon as Jianing sat down, suddenly rising up, pushing forward unabated.
"Jianing, don't do this, I really can't do this..."
"It's really not okay."
"It's fine, Wang Jie, I really don't blame you."
"As long as you're happy, as long as you're pleased, I can give you everything of mine."
