"What exactly do you know??" Chen Yiran's deep, suppressed voice finally echoed in the hospital room.
He firmly held Tianxin's hands that were attempting to withdraw and then wrapped his arm around her shoulders. His lips moved close to her fair earlobe, and he asked in a low voice, "What do I mean??"
Tianxin felt a sweet, ticklish sensation around her ear. His warm breath sprayed her earlobe, making her involuntarily want to shrink back and hide.
However, she was helpless. His arm was wrapped around her shoulders, half-pressing her onto the hospital bed, while his other hand held both of hers so that she couldn't move at all.
Tianxin suddenly sensed a danger in the air.
"It means… it means... that…" Her voice involuntarily became softer, her head sank, and her moist eyes looked downward.
