Sharp Instinct

"I'm not hot." She was not hot at all.

Zhou Hengyang laughed out loud and did not force Su Wen. He lay on his side and supported his face with one hand. "Then tell me about the publishing house. Which publishing house is it? What's the representative's name?"

When it came to serious matters, Su Wen could no longer hide like a turtle. She secretly lifted a corner of the thin blanket, and her small movements were completely captured by his deep eyes. Just as she was about to continue hiding, Zhou Hengyang had already spoken first, "Stop hiding. I won't eat you up."

Su Wen reluctantly believed him, considering how he had taken a cold shower earlier. Moreover, the weather was so hot. It was indeed very stuffy to hide under the thin blanket, so she had no choice but to be thick-skinned and get out of the blanket. Then, she rolled on the bed and rolled away from his embrace.