Chapter 9 Jayson, Let's Take Our Time
Milana hurriedly held back her tears, "I'm sorry, I got you beaten up."
This time, she stole his project plan and gave it to Preston Wood. As a result, Jayson's cooperation failed and he lost a billion-dollar project.
Ares wanted to call the police and arrest her. However, Jayson insisted on bail her. So, that was why he would get beaten up in this rainy night.
Milana said, "Don't worry, I'll take this billion back whatever it takes."
Jayson said in a light voice, "It's fine." Milana felt more distressed and guilty, and she carefully applied the ointment to him with her fingertips.
Jayson felt the softness and cautious of her fingers, but he frowned.
He was thinking that how could she apply the ointment to him and in a such gentle way? He thought she would throw the onitment away. After all, she wanted him to die.
Milana applied the onitment on his back, and said, "Are there any other wounds?"
Jayson paused, and his thumb on the quilt moved slightly. "No."
Seeing this detail, she snorted softly, "Are you sure?"
He was not good at lying in front of her. Once he lied to her, his thumb would move involuntarily. This was the detail that took her so many time to discover in her previous life.
He said lightly, "Yes." But his thumb moved again.
Milana raised her eyebrows, "Do you want to say it yourself, or I just take your pants off?" And her tender voice was full of potency and arrogance.
Jayson looked at her, his deep eyes concealing his emotions. And Milana didn't talk nonsense, then she directly took his shorts off.
"Milana!" He stood up immediately to avoided her hands. The bathrobe hanging on him fell as he stood.
"Don't challenge my patience!" His voice was cold and low, with extreme patience.
Her eyes went down from his face to his Adam's apple, six-pack abs, V line abs... his muscles were full of male hormones.
Just one glance made her heart pound faster.
Jayson felt her burning gaze, that made his cold face appeared a suspicious blush.
Seeing him became shy, she thought it was funny, she grinned like a hooligan.
"Don't be shy, I will see it sooner or later." As she spoke, she continued to look down. When she looked at the edge of the shorts, she found that there was a covered whiplash.
Her smile disappeared immediately, and only coldness and killing intent remained in her eyes. "Did it get injured?"
No wonder Dr. Raymond said that Jayson couldn't have the strenuous exercise.
Jayson saw her hand stretched out, then he turned sideways to avoid her, and said in a cold voice, "No."
Milana saw that he was about to leave, and deliberately said, "It is injured, so it can't work, right?"
Just after she said, there was a dark shadow shrouded her eyes.
In the next instant, she was grabbed and laid down by Jayson, and was trapped in his arms strongly.
Jayson lowered his head and looked at her, only one centimeter away.
"Milana, do you want to try?" He pressed against her, the tip of his nose was full of her fragrance, and her breath was a little sweet. It kind of jolted his nerves.
She put her arms around his waist and counterattacked. He was down, she was up.
She looked at him, said lightly, "Just apply the ointment, I'll try it when your injury heals."
"Milana!" His voice became hoarse, and he got physiological reaction.
Milana rolled over and lay down. She said, "Just go and apply the ointment, and then come to sleep." He hadn't slept for three days, so he needed to sleep to regain his spirits.
She still had time to flirt with him.
Jayson, let's take our time!
Jayson just stared at her and did not take actions. In response, Milana sat up and approached him.
She said, "You are too slow. Let me help you. Anyway, sooner or later, I will see and touch it."