"You sustained a head injury... but no other areas were hurt," Yun Jianchen said with a hoarse voice.
"..." Song Huanyan's face instantly flushed red, glaring at Yun Jianchen, "Yun Jianchen, you're shameless... I'm injured, injured, look..." Song Huanyan pointed to her bandaged head, looking at Yun Jianchen.
Yun Jianchen glanced at the injured head. He nodded, "I see it... but, it's still doable."
"...Yun Jianchen!" Song Huanyan said furiously, glaring at him. "Say that again? Do you believe I'll punch you? This is a hospital. What if someone comes in and sees us?"
Do men really not care about the time and place when the mood strikes them?
"So... your refusal is because you're worried about being seen, but actually, in your heart, you also want to," Yun Jianchen said softly, his scorching breath spraying on Song Huanyan's sensitive earlobe.
Song Huanyan, with a blushing face, pushed Yun Jianchen away, "Don't talk nonsense, get off."
