Just in Time

Only Mu Nujiao and Zhou Sining remained in the recovery room.

Remembering President Han Ji's teasing words before he left, Zhou Sining couldn't help smiling. His eyes were full of tenderness as he looked at Mu Nujiao.

"Don't get the wrong idea..." Mu Nujiao turned her head aside. "President Han Ji was talking nonsense."

"Get some rest. I'll go message Mo Fan and the others..." She made to leave the room.

Zhou Sining tilted his head. "Aw, I finally woke up, and you're not even going to stay with me?"

"That's not—honestly, you!"

Mu Nujiao stopped short. Being misunderstood, she instinctively wanted to argue.

Then she realized Zhou Sining was teasing her, and the words caught in her throat.

"What about me?" Zhou Sining asked with a grin.

He threw back the covers and tried to get up and walk over to her.

He had clearly overestimated how well he'd regained control of his body.

The moment he stood, the strength went out of his thighs, and he toppled forward without warning.

"Hey!"

Zhou Sining had already resigned himself to having his handsome face ruined by the wretched floor. Instead, a cool, delicate fragrance filled his nose.

Mu Nujiao's soft chest reached his face before the floor tiles did.

"!"

The moment Zhou Sining realized what his face was pressed against, his inexperienced mind went blank.

What a faceful!

No wonder she's a D cup!

Zhou Sining took a deep breath, feeling light-headed.

So fragrant... so soft...

I'm going to faint from the scent...

"Pervert...!" A trembling cry came from above his head. Mu Nujiao bit her lower lip, looking so lovely in her embarrassment that even the air seemed to stand still.

She pushed at the man on top of her, but not very hard. Zhou Sining didn't sense