Sister

Lu Zhen watched as Song Jia slowly lowered his head and got closer and closer to her. Just as she was wondering what Song Jia wanted to do, he heard the man's voice brush past her heart like a feather. "Are you asleep?"

His low and magnetic voice was like a mellow red wine that was intoxicating. For a moment, Lu Zhen couldn't tell if it was sleepiness or the man's bewitching voice. "Not yet," Lu Zhen said stiffly.

Song Jia originally thought that Lu Zhen would fall asleep soon, but he didn't expect her to be so energetic tonight. He smiled helplessly and said gently, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Lu Zhen looked at the beautiful smile on Song Jia's face. In a daze, it was as if he was lying beside her. He leaned close to her ear and asked her in a gentle and low voice, "Aren't you sleepy?"

This association made her heart race and her body heat up. She bit her lip and tried her best to make her voice as calm as possible. "Isn't it good to work with you for a while?"