"I'm just afraid that with a little alcohol in me, I might, you know, do something to Brother Yan!" Jiang Yuan whispered without much confidence.
Xu Jiayan looked down at her and said, "Don't worry, nothing happened last night!"
"Are you for real?" Jiang Yuan looked at him, somewhat incredulous.
Xu Jiayan said with a laugh, "Do I have any reason to lie to you? Besides, wouldn't you be able to tell if anything had happened to you?"
Jiang Yuan indeed didn't feel anything unusual about her body, but she had slept on top of Brother Yan all night—snuggled up against him, warm and soft. How could Brother Yan possibly have endured that?
Is he still even a man?
Could there be something wrong with his health?
With this thought, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but glance at some parts she shouldn't.
Xu Jiayan raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, "What's with that look?"
