"No, it's daytime or in hospital. Are you crazy?"

Fu Zhimei was breathing like chicken blood, and his palm was in my collar. Looking at him like last night, he wanted to do something.

I kept my eyes on the door of the ward and kept on guard for fear that someone might suddenly enter the door and I was so nervous that I sweated cold.

"Ha-ha, now you know you're scared? When I refused, wasn't I afraid of nothing? Right words, eh?"

Fu Zhimei bowed his head and whispered in the little woman's ear, then bited Shen Xingyue's lips severely, enjoyed the little woman's painful expression and the feeling...