Chapter 353: Sparring with emotions (2)
Jia gasped as he pulled her forward, her balance slipping for just a second. But that second was all he needed. Mingshen twisted, using his strength to throw her off her feet.
Jia barely managed to brace herself, landing with a sharp thud against the matted floor. Before she could recover, he was already moving, pinning her wrist down with one hand while his other hovered near her throat, just a hair’s breadth away from a decisive victory to push her towards the punching bag.
"Got you," he murmured, eyes gleaming with triumph.
Jia’s gaze darkened. "Not yet."
Before he could tighten his hold, she bucked her hips and twisted her wrist in one sharp movement, breaking free from his grip. Mingshen grunted as she used her legs to push him off her, flipping their positions in a heartbeat. Now she was on top, her knee pressing against his chest, one arm twisted behind his back.
His smirk widened. "Not bad."
She exhaled, catching her breath. "You were saying?"
Instead of answering, Mingshen suddenly relaxed, his body going limp beneath her. Jia was slightly taken aback but that moment of uncertainty was golden for him. With a swift motion, he rolled his body, using the shift in weight to slip free from her hold.
Jia cursed as she found herself on her back again with Mingshen hovering above her, trapping her wrists against the mat. Their faces were close - too close. She could feel his breath, steady and unhurried and his expression far too smug for her liking.