Lin Jiaojiao’s resistance helped An Zongjun regain a shred of his composure. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, and she was blushing so deeply that she dared not look at him. "Senior... Senior Brother, that... what about us later... I am still recovering from my injuries."
An Zongjun watched her, forcibly suppressing the fire of desire in his heart. "It is my fault for being too rash. If you must blame someone, blame your own allure, Junior Sister, which made me forget everything else. Pray, do not hold it against me."
Lin Jiaojiao just gave a shy smile. An Zongjun sat up straight, tidied his slightly disheveled robes, and flipped his hand, withdrawing ten gold notes—each worth ten thousand gold coins—from his storage space. He placed them into Lin Jiaojiao’s hands. Seeing the notes, Lin Jiaojiao’s heart leapt with joy, but she noticed there were three extra notes. Confused, she looked up at An Zongjun. "Senior Brother, this is..."
Chapter 378