"Oh…" When his hand reached into her clothes, Anhao pushed him away with a red face. She heard the sound of nurses walking back and forth outside and became even more nervous. She whispered,"This is the ward!"
"It doesn't matter if it's a ward. Who dares to disturb us?"
Zuo Hancheng's hand was a direct display of her intentions. He reached into her clothes and grabbed her waist.
A warm palm caressed the muscles on her waist, causing Anhao to raise her hand to block the two of them."I know that I've never let you get what you want for so long. You've even accommodated me every time. You can't take it anymore, but this is the hospital. It's not good…That's not good..."
