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In the end, before Murong Jingmian could even rejoice, she felt someone grabbing onto her ankle. Her heart skipped a beat and she swallowed the scream that was about to come out.

Then, she gently moved her foot, but she didn't know that she was being hugged even tighter. Then, she heard a familiar male voice, "Hah …" "Continue to drink!"

After Murong Jingmian heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief. He switched on the flashlight on his phone and shone it on the ground.

"Damnit, you forcefully kissed me last time, and now you're hugging my leg again!" She reached out to pry his hand away, but he held her tighter and tighter.

Murong Jingmian felt like he was about to collapse.

Before she could even react, an intense pain came from her calf. "Ah!" As she shouted, she subconsciously used more strength in her legs, fiercely kicking Han Shaoming.

Ah!" Han Shaoming covered his face with his hands and shouted, "It hurts!

Murong Jingmian looked down at him once more, then turned and left.

This fellow was too despicable!

After being kicked, Han Shaoming was completely awake. He frowned, he felt pain in his head, and on his face, he felt as if someone had ruthlessly kicked him.

He immediately got up and ran to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. He discovered that his left cheek was red, and swollen to an extremely terrifying height.

Han Shaoming rubbed his temples as he tried his best to recall what exactly happened yesterday.

Originally, he was having a gathering at the KTV with his friends, but then he drank too much. Then, in a daze, he seemed to see a familiar person. Who was it … In the end, he couldn't remember anything, so he gave up.

Feeling the pain in his cheek, he immediately got up from the ground and staggered out of the room.

No way, he had to go to the hospital to have a look. His peerless beauty couldn't be ruined. He had to rely on her face to seduce girls.

In the hospital, Guan Jiaren was standing guard at the side of Zhan Yiting's bed, tightly holding his hand.

When she thought about how Zhan Yiting's heart was almost pierced, she became extremely afraid and nervous.

As she thought about it, the tears at the corner of her eyes couldn't help but flow. Yiting was indeed very important in her heart, this was undeniable.

But today, it was fortunate that Yiting was here, or else she really wouldn't know what to do.

"Beauty, don't cry." Suddenly, a deep male voice rang out.

Guan Jiaren stared blankly at him, then wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. Raising his head, he looked at him and asked nervously, "Yiting, you're awake, do you feel any discomfort? Or is he thirsty? "

"I'm fine!" As he spoke, Zhan Yiting struggled to get up, but she immediately stepped forward and helped him up. Then, she even picked up the cup of water from the table for him to drink.

Zhan Yiting drank a few mouthfuls before saying softly, "Beauty, come and sleep!" He moved to the side to give her room.

Guan Jiaren pursed her lips, "I think I will not! I'm afraid of touching your wound. "

After saying that, she got up, and was about to prepare some food for him to eat, but Zhan Yiting used his skills to pull her back, and then gently hugged her from behind as he muttered, "Beautiful girl, just treat this as accompany me. "Hmm?!" There was even a hint of coquettishness and seduction in his tone.

Guan Jiaren was tempted by him all of a sudden, so she subconsciously nodded, took off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed.

She originally wanted to lie down beside him, but Zhan Yiting tyrannically pulled her into his embrace and hugged her tightly, "Fortunately, you're not injured!"

"So you let yourself get hurt?" As he said that, Guan Jiaren turned around to glare at him, and even subconsciously poked his chest.

"Hiss …"

Guan Jiaren was immediately nervous as he unbuttoned his shirt and checked it anxiously, "How is it? Did I prick your wound? "

Seeing her so nervous, the corner of Zhan Yiting's mouth hooked up into a smile. He was in an extremely good mood.

Seeing that he had not reacted at all, Guan Jiaren subconsciously raised his head, and saw the smile on his face, and frowned as he patted his shoulder, "You scoundrel! You actually lied to me! "

"No, it really hurts!" Zhan Yiting frowned, looking extremely miserable.

"Then I'll call the doctor. I'll have the doctor take a look for you." She tried to get up and ring the bell.

Who knew that Zhan Yiting would hug her again, "Don't call the doctor, just stay with me, I'll be fine!"

In the next moment, Guan Jiaren reacted, she was tricked by him again, so she squinted her eyes, opened her mouth and bit his arm, wanting to take revenge on him a little.

However, he remained motionless and did not resist at all. Two minutes later, when Guan Jiaren saw that there was no meaning to it, he immediately let go of his arm and said in a disdainful 'pei pei' manner: "Humph, how dare you bully me next time?"

In the end, Zhan Yiting laughed and rubbed her hair, "Idiot, bite if you want to, I won't resist." As he spoke, he brought his arm near her mouth.

"I'm not a dog, if you want to bite then bite! Besides, your meat is so hard, it hurts my teeth!" Guan Jiaren turned his body, not wanting to care about him.

She realised that ever since she confessed to Zhan Yiting, he had become even more fed up with her.

Those who didn't know that, would think that he was secretly learning martial arts from Han Shaoming.

Just as her imagination was running wild, Zhan Yiting gently lifted her chin and then lowered his head to kiss it. Guan Jiaren simply did not have enough time to resist.

Zhan Yiting kissed her little by little, using the tip of his tongue to lightly draw her lips, petal, and then pry open her pearly white teeth …

Guan Jiaren slowly immersed herself within, and subconsciously hugged him tightly. However, the last bit of consciousness in her head told her that she couldn't do that, so she quietly muttered, "No … "No."

This was the hospital's ward. Although it was already nighttime and no one would come here, he was afraid of just in case!

Sensing that she was distracted, Zhan Yiting bit her lips lightly, patted her lips, and said unhappily, "Concentrate!" He kissed her until she looked dizzy.

At this time, the door was violently pushed open, and Han Shaoming shouted loudly, "Ah Ting, you …" Seeing the scene in the ward, he was shocked and swallowed the rest of his words.

The moment Guan Jiaren heard the commotion, he immediately pushed Zhan Yiting away and buried his head into the blanket.

Zhan Yiting threw the pillow in his hand over and shouted, "Scram!"

"Good …" "Alright!" Han Shaoming immediately closed the door, "I didn't see anything, you guys continue, continue!"