Qin Han jumped with fright. She knew that his medicine was kicking in; she needed to leave.
But just as she lifted her foot, Jun Nian quickly jerked up from the chair and ran to her. He pulled her into his arms.
He held her firmly, pressing his feverish face against hers. His voice constricted, "Yinyin, don't leave me, don't leave..."
As he spoke, his lips were already seeking hers. Qin Han was trembling with anger. She hated Qin Yin. Hated her to death. Why did every man have to like her? She couldn't understand it. They hadn't seen each other in two years, and Qin Yin had never let him touch her. But under the influence of the drug, he was still calling Qin Yin's name. How much did he actually love Qin Yin?
Qin Han pushed Jun Nian away with annoyance. "Don't touch me. Get lost."
