A game is just a game after all. When one side can't last any longer, the fun to continue is no longer there.
After Natasha finally got tired and seeked for mercy, Jiang Chen teased her a few times before he finally gained the upper hand in the game. After a high-pitched moan, he fell asleep with the weary and satisfied "blonde kitten."
The next morning, when the first morning ray scattered in, Jiang Chen opened his eyes.
He lazily turned on the bed and saw Natasha was already getting dressed. He then said mockingly, "I can't believe you got out of bed earlier than me. I knew I shouldn't have trusted your expression."
"You also know that I was a special agent," Natasha curved her charming lips and swayed her hair, she then combed them to the back of her head and said joyously, "You're just not as good as you think you are if you still fall for the same trick."
