John took a deep breath. After all, he was not as straightforward as he was when he was little. He calmed down his anger and panic, almost gritting his teeth, and uttered two words: "Let go."
Hearing this, Jordan chuckled, took a step back, pressed his finger on the wall, and turned on the light.
His departure took away the oppressive feeling that was suffocating John.
The frozen and ambiguous air began to flow again.
The room was bright, Jordan stood up straight, cool and elegant, putting away that kind of lewdness and casualness, and said: "Sorry, that was my misunderstanding."
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