Ah!
Lin Zhiyi screamed in anger inside her heart, but she lacked the strength to express it.
Ultimately, she leaned in and bit down on the back of Gong Chen's hand.
All of a sudden, Gong Chen's hand supported her neck, pulling her directly in front of him.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and beneath his eyelids, his gaze was fiery with desire churning repeatedly, but in the end, he closed his eyes.
She would hate him even more.
He did nothing, enduring the torment in his body and heart.
Lin Zhiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief when Gong Chen suddenly released her.
After applying the fever-reducing patch on him, she fed him some medicine.
Seeing him gradually calming down, she got up, planning to go back to her room.
The moment she stirred, the man suddenly sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind, his palm pressing firmly against her lower abdomen.
He tilted his head slightly and rested it on her shoulder, his hot breath filling her ear.