That afternoon, Jiang Wan went to the police station again.
Wei Jiyuan had already been arrested. He Yingtong, as the only eyewitness, was also in the interrogation room. From the moment Jiang Wan entered until she left, He Yingtong never once lifted her head to look at her.
Jiang Wan didn’t speak either. She just followed the police procedures step by step, and only then stood up to leave.
Perhaps, from now on, this was how it would be between her and He Yingtong.
When they met, only silence would remain.
When she came out, Wen Jin was standing at the entrance, attracting the stares of many passersby.
He was dressed in pure white sportswear, his figure extremely tall. A cap sat on his head, his body slightly turned to the side, revealing half his profile—sharp lines, chin slightly raised, Adam’s apple tracing a sensual arc.
When he saw Jiang Wan come out, he tilted his head and glanced over. His pupils were pitch-black, calm and emotionless, but the shadows beneath his eyes made those eyes seem unexpectedly deep and affectionate.
From Jiang Wan’s angle, Wen Jin’s face was strikingly handsome.
Just that face alone was enough to make any girl’s heart race upon passing by.
After returning home, she quickly washed up and went into her room to livestream.
Before going to sleep, Wen Jin knocked on her door, a pillow in his hand.
“…?” Jiang Wan was stunned, her heart pounding violently. “You… still want to sleep in my bed tonight?”
“Mm.” Wen Jin looked at her. “If tonight you feel… for me—”
“No!” Jiang Wan raised her voice in panic. Her face flushed bright red as she glared at him, her voice trembling. “No! Absolutely impossible!”
Her face burned so hot it felt like fire. She crawled into bed and buried her face in the pillow.
At the door, Wen Jin didn’t knock again. He must have left.
That night, worried about nightmares, Jiang Wan hugged a pillow tightly in her arms, put on headphones, and selected a piece of sleep-aid music. With such preparation, she fell asleep quite well—until the middle of the night, when she was suddenly pulled into someone’s arms. She almost screamed in fright.
But when she turned her head, she caught a faint scent of pine wood and finally exhaled in relief. “You scared me to death…”
Wen Jin didn’t speak. He just held her close, burying his face into the crook of her shoulder and neck.
Jiang Wan removed her headphones and turned to ask, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Still, Wen Jin said nothing.
Jiang Wan felt unsettled. Strange as he was, he had never simply ignored her before.
“Don’t tell me you’re… sleepwalking?” She stared at him in shock.
A little fear crept up in her.
And with him remaining silent, her fear only grew stronger.
She didn’t know what sleepwalkers might do, and she was even more afraid that struggling would wake him up—she’d heard that shocking a sleepwalker could damage their mind. Read the latest chapters at novelping.com.
She didn’t know if it was true, but she dared not move.
The man simply held her quietly.
Jiang Wan didn’t even know how she managed to fall asleep in the second half of the night. But breathing in the faint pine scent on him, she felt surprisingly at peace.
Though she had fallen asleep with her back turned to him, when she woke the next morning, she found herself the one clinging to him—her arm around him, one leg hooked over his, her knee brushing against something hot.
Her gaze dropped, only to see the man’s underwear pushed up into a tall tent.
Her face burned furiously. She carefully tried to pull her leg back, but then saw that the man’s eyes had already opened.
“…Morning.” Jiang Wan forced herself to greet him stiffly.
Wen Jin’s expression showed a moment of confusion, but most of his attention was on the tightness between his thighs.
It was so hard it hurt.
He tugged down his underwear, adjusting the painfully constrained hardness, pressing it flat against his abdomen.
Jiang Wan’s eyes widened, her mind going blank.
This time, she saw it… very clearly.
That scarlet thing—thick and massive, veins coiling along the shaft, the swollen tip flushed a deep purplish-red, fierce and intimidating.
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