Long Jinjing's mind went blank but she recovered rather quickly this time. There was no way Lu Zihao would say that to her. She was sure that she had either misheard him or her current pitiful amoeba-level brain was playing tricks on her. Yes, that should be it.
She gave him a sheepish smile. "Excuse me? Sorry but could you repeat that, Mr. Lu? I didn't hear you clearly."
"I said I want you," Lu Zihao told her.
This time, she was truly dumbfounded. "W-what?"
He took a step forward into the light of the kitchen, leaving the shadows of the dark living room. "I want to sleep with you."
She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was he really saying this to her?
"I want to have sex with you tonight, Long Jinjing," he said in his low, masculine voice that seemed to spellbind her.
