"..." She hurriedly turned her face away.
The man gripped her wrist, "Tong Ran, since you won't let me look, then I'll have to find another way."
"You—" Tong Ran was at a loss for words, he had always been shameless, she uncomfortably pushed him away, "Don't be like this—"
"What, I can't even look at you now?" Mo Nanjue wouldn't possibly let go, he used his left hand to turn her face towards him, then took her hand, fingers interlocking, "Be good, while you were asleep, I helped you bathe."
"..." Tong Ran was rendered speechless, she forcefully turned her head away, "Can you not do this? I'm not feeling well..."
Did he have to behave like this regardless of the place...
"Not feeling well?" Mo Nanjue stopped in his tracks when he heard these three words, "Is it your stomach again?"
"I also have a headache, and my chest feels tight." Tong Ran wasn't lying, she indeed felt dizzy and nauseous, probably because she had taken a bath as soon as she got up.
