The Male Lead Suddenly Became My Lapdog after I Annulled Our Engagement

“Do you really want to know what I will do to you?” Jing Yan narrowed his eyes and deftly undid the belt on the back of her dress.

He Miao grabbed his hands in shock, but he pressed his hands on top of her head instead. The weight of his body pressed down again, and she could feel the zipper on the side unzipped by Jing Yan. “Jing Yan! I-I know I’m wrong! Let me get up first!”

“Where did I go wrong?” Jing Yan slowly blew on her exposed collarbones and could not help but lower his head to take a bite.

He Miao’s body trembled slightly as she kept wriggling her body in an attempt to escape Jing Yan’s grasp. However, what she did not know was that the more she wriggled, the more Jing Yan could not bear to get off her.

Every part of his body had been ignited by her, and every single one of them was burning his last strand of rational determination. Jing Yan closed his eyes and continued to move closer to her neck, while his other hand slowly reached into her dress. “Tell me, what did you do wrong?”

“I shouldn’t have lied to you. I won’t do it again.” He Miao bit her lower lip in grievance and stared into the man’s deep eyes with tears in her eyes.

“You are really…” Jing Yan could not bear it anymore. He got up from her body and rushed out of the room to the living room to drink a large glass of cold water, but it was still not enough.

Did she know how alluring her pitiful look was?!

He felt that he could not stay here any longer, or he would go crazy!

He stood up abruptly and walked out. He did not dare to turn back when he heard the sound of the young girl trotting over in her slippers. “You, you go to sleep. I’m tired, I’ll be leaving first.”

Jing Yan only realized that his voice was hoarse after he said that.

Without waiting for He Miao’s reply, Jing Yan slammed the door shut as if he was venting his anger, and strode back to his room upstairs.

He Miao stared blankly at his back as he fled for his life. She could not help but chuckle. Then, in a good mood, she went back to the bedroom to change into her pajamas, washed up, and went to bed.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for school to start.

He Miao got up early to make breakfast, then called Jing Yan to ask him to come down to eat.

Jing Yan’s voice sounded a little muffled over the phone. He Miao thought he was still drowsy, so she advised him with a smile, “Then you should sleep for a while more. I’ll leave you some breakfast. You can come over and eat by yourself.”

“No, I’ll go over now.” Less than a minute after he hung up, Jing Yan showed up at He Miao’s house on time.

He Miao was startled when she saw Jing Yan, who was dressed neatly, suddenly open the door and walk in. She asked in a daze, “Why is your face so red?”

“I’m fine.” Jing Yan sniffed and sat opposite her. He rarely talked so much that he only lowered his head and ate his breakfast.

In the past, he would seize all the opportunity to talk to her, but today was very unusual.

He Miao watched as he sneezed and sniffed for a few minutes and finally confirmed that he had caught a cold. She quickly went to the bedroom to get medicine for him. “Take this medicine half an hour after your meal. How did you catch a cold out of nowhere? You caught a cold yesterday?”

They did not wear too much for the party yesterday, but she did not feel cold after putting on a coat. Jing Yan had always been in good health, so how could he catch a cold so easily?

“Yes, I caught a cold when I slept at night. Yes, ” Jing Yan replied indifferently, so guilty that he did not look up at He Miao.

He did not dare to tell her that in order to suppress his anger last night, he had to take a cold shower for half an hour before he could barely calm down. After lying in bed, his mind was filled with her figure again. When he thought of her delicate figure begging for mercy under him, the evil fire surged up again.

He could only give up on sleeping and take another cold shower.

After repeating this a few times, he did not sleep much that night. He only had a fever this morning because he had stayed up all night and caught a cold.

Worried, He Miao poured him a glass of hot water and touched his burning forehead. She could not help but advise, “Why don’t you stop going to work today and rest at home for the day? If your fever still doesn’t go down, you can go to the hospital.”

“You want me to go to the hospital alone?” Jing Yan pouted, feeling wronged.

It was said that a sick person’s heart would become more fragile than usual. This was the first time He Miao had seen Jing Yan show such an expression. She laughed and patted Jing Yan’s head as if she were comforting an easily injured little animal. “Okay, okay, okay. If you want to go to the hospital, just call me. I’ll take a leave of absence and go with you, okay? I’ll come back to visit you at noon and bring you some good food.”

“This is more like it.” Jing Yan closed his eyes and rubbed his head in her palm.

At that moment, he had completely forgotten to prevent He Miao from treating him like Onion. He was completely immersed in her gentleness and love, unable to escape.

After consoling Jing Yan and watching him take his medicine, He Miao packed her things and left for class.