Pei Yuanchen placed her on the sofa, but Ziyi still refused to let go.
She hugged him, rubbing her face against his chest.
Pei Yuanchen took a deep breath, gripped her wrist to pry her off, and hoarsely said, "Sit properly for me, and don't move around!"
The woman was slow to react, tilting her head, she smiled sweetly at him.
Only then did Pei Yuanchen notice that her complexion was abnormally red.
His gaze turned serious, "He Ziyi, did they give you anything to eat just now?"
She was in a daze for a long time before shaking her head, "I don't remember..."
The man pressed his lips tightly, picked her up once more, and carried her towards the bathroom.
Regardless of whether those people fed her something strange, her state was off.
Ziyi happily pressed her cheek to his chest again, continuing to rub against him. Pei Yuanchen, holding her, really had no free hand to push her head away, so he silently endured with a gloomy expression.
