She couldn't help but purse her lips, somewhat disdainfully turning her gaze away.
The hospital room wasn't very big, and yet a not-so-large bed had two people squeezed onto it.
Nangong Yaoling's leg was even draped over her leg.
That big hand was still resting on her ×××.
His thumb was almost touching her wound.
No wonder she always felt suffocated in her dreams.
Thinking about how just now, when he was tormenting her, she had no choice but to plead for mercy.
Nangong Yaoling even forced her to admit she was wrong.
She shouldn't have let the child kiss her.
Xia Xiaonuan was simply exasperated with Nangong Yaoling.
So childish it left her speechless!
But if she didn't plead for mercy, he would torment her even more fiercely.
Until she couldn't bear it and conceded.
Only then was he satisfied.
Thinking of this, Xia Xiaonuan became even more dissatisfied, trying to grab the man's wrist to move it away from a certain part of her body.
