Zhiyun couldn't control her temper, but she yelled at him and yelled at her. She didn't need to coax him now. He was a grown man, and he was still so arrogant?!

I used to indulge you!

Thinking of this, Zhiyun felt a little more comfortable.

She lay down on her side and said, "Go ahead. I need to rest. I'll pay you the hospital bill later along with the money I paid for it before."

The ward was quiet for a long time.

It was so quiet that Zhiyun thought he had left quietly.

Really gone?

Just go!

Zhiyun slowly turned around.

When she saw the man standing beside her bed, her heart skipped a beat and she was startled. "Why haven't you left yet?"

He didn't say anything, still maintaining the same standing posture, standing quietly beside her bed.

Zhiyun didn't know what he wanted to do.

I've taken advantage of it, and I've said what I need to say. If he doesn't leave, do I have to sleep in this bed with him?

Zhiyun felt resistant to the thought of sleeping in the same bed with him.

It wasn't that she was afraid of what he might do, but she was afraid of what she might do to him if she couldn't control herself. She missed him so much, like a raging tide that couldn't be stopped. So he had to go.

“Is the chocolate cake delicious?”

He suddenly asked again.

Zhiyun didn't look up, but just said, "It's not tasty."

He squatted down beside her bed and looked up at her: "If it doesn't taste good, why are you still eating it?"

So he didn't leave just to figure this out?

In order to get rid of him, Zhiyun lied and said, "Because I don't like the taste of chocolate."

"What about strawberry flavor?"

"Neither do I."

"How about blueberry flavor?"

"dislike."

"How about mango flavor?"

"I don't like it at all." Zhiyun looked at his face without avoiding it. "Are these answers enough?"

"Did you lose that piece of chocolate cake?" he asked one last time.

Since he asked, Zhiyun lied to the end and would not tell him that she had eaten the chocolate cake. She replied, "Well, I threw it away because I didn't like it."

"I see..."

His voice was very soft, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhiyun thought these words hurt him, and when she felt sorry for him, she thought about her purpose, which was to make him angry and leave. Now that he knew that she had thrown away the cake he gave her, he must be very angry, right?

If you are angry, then you should just walk away!

That's what she thought.

But the man slowly stood up and began to take off his clothes as if nothing had happened.

Zhiyun: “…”

She watched him take off his coat, she was stunned and moved her butt back: "No, what are you doing?"

what……

Han Qingrang put his coat on the cabinet beside him, knelt on one knee on the bed, then slowly put his other leg on the bed and took off his shoes.

He slowly approached her. Zhiyun stepped back, her hands in a defensive position. "Don't have any improper thoughts about me. I'm telling you clearly, you're not the type of melon I like. Forcing something into someone else's way of being sweet won't make it sweet. So I won't agree to support you. Forget about it."

"A forced melon isn't sweet?" His smile widened, and he moved closer to her, his arms restraining her. "You don't like sweet food anyway, so maybe something sour will suit your taste better. Eat more."

“…”

!!! ...

Han Qing makes you shameless!

At this time, Zhiyun's butt had moved to the edge of the bed, and she was still moving backwards.

Han Qingrang reminded her: "You're going to fall."