When Song Ci opened the door, Mu Jingjue had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

The well-built man was wearing a loose bathrobe around his waist, and the scene inside was vaguely visible.

Song Ci's throat suddenly felt dry, and she looked away, feeling somewhat guilty. What the hell? She didn't usually feel this way, so why did she suddenly feel something was wrong right now? She cursed herself for overthinking it.

When Mu Jingjue saw her come back, he didn't even glance at her, just wiped his hair and walked away as if she were air.

Song Ci originally wanted to change clothes and take a shower. She paused with her hand that was holding her pajamas, and then withdrew it.

She thought about it and felt that it would be better to coax someone first, otherwise that person would probably be angry for a long time.

She thought so and did so, and her steps naturally changed direction.

She walked up to Mu Jingjue, but he ignored her and planned to walk over her, lift the quilt and go to bed.

This woman doesn't care about herself at all. If she did, she wouldn't have said a word in the car. When she got home, she wouldn't have lingered downstairs and refused to follow me.

Right now, he didn't want to pay attention to her.

However, before he could move, Song Ci took a step forward as if he had expected it, stood at the edge of the bed, and stopped him from getting on the bed.

Mu Jingjue looked down and saw that her chest was snow-white. She was wearing a tube top tonight. He didn't think anything of it just now, but now she was standing in front of him, and he could see it as soon as he lowered his head.

He cursed in his heart, bit his lip, suppressed his restlessness, then looked away and looked to the side.

Seeing that he didn't look at her, Song Ci thought that he was so angry that he didn't even look at her.

She raised her hand and hugged his arm and said, "Don't be angry, what's there to be angry about?"

Hearing this, Mu Jingjue's eyes turned back with a somewhat cold look, and his tone was full of jealousy: "Mrs. Mu, do you think there is no need to be angry about this?"

Song Ci was startled by his expression, and he happened to get close to her, narrowing the distance between them. Song Ci subconsciously stepped back, but there was a bed behind her. The moment her body fell, she instinctively grabbed Mu Jingjue in front of her.

Due to the huge elastic force behind him and inertia, Mu Jingjue had no time to react and was pulled down by her, and then pressed on her. The postures of the two were a little weird, and for a moment, the air seemed to be still.

Song Ci never expected it to be like this. She just wanted to explain to someone. Who could tell her how things turned out like this?

She felt a little guilty and tried to push him, but failed.

Mu Jingjue propped himself up and just looked at her, waiting for her answer.

"Mu Jingjue, you're so heavy, get up first." Song Ci's heart was pounding, and he felt that now was not a good time to speak.

But the man opposite her didn't give her any chance to hide.

Mu Jingjue didn't care at all. He just held on and asked her, "Answer me, Madam Mu, can't I be angry?"

Song Ci had no choice but to endure the discomfort at this distance and replied, "Why are you angry? He's not important."

"Did he touch you?"

"He just grabbed my hand." Song Ci was convinced. It was just a grab, wasn't it? She didn't mind. What's more, he was now pressing on her. She could only lie there and watch him, which made her even angrier. If it were before, when they were arguing, if she hadn't seen him angry and wanted to comfort him, she would have raised her foot to go up to him.

"What? Mrs. Mu thinks he just held your hand? If he dares to hold your hand today, he will dare to hug you tomorrow." Mu Jingjue's voice sounded with a hint of jealousy.

"How could that be? He wouldn't dare?"

"Why not? Madam Mu doesn't care, right? What about me?" Mu Jingjue bit her neck as he spoke. Song Ci's pupils were shocked. She didn't expect this man to be so childish. However, at the moment, she felt itchy from being bitten, and instinctively wanted to avoid it.

"What? I just moved a little. Why did you refuse? He held your hand, why didn't you refuse him, but rejected me instead?" Mu Jingjue deviated a little and said dissatisfiedly in her ear.

Song Ci could hardly bear it anymore. This person was so close to her, whispering in her ear. She felt like she was about to explode, and her whole body was tense.

"No, the situation was different then."

"Why is the situation different?"

"Then he appeared suddenly."

"Then I bit it suddenly."

"Mu Jingjue, you are making trouble."

"Am I being unreasonable? It's clearly you who's blurring the lines."

Mu Jingjue didn't have any rationality left at all. He just said whatever he thought. Under normal circumstances, he would never say such words.

Song Ci was about to explode.

Song Ci quickly surrendered: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, you get up first."

Song Ci really couldn't stand it anymore. Mu Jingjue was next to her ear, which was her sensitive area. If it lasted any longer, she was afraid she would not be able to control herself.