章 972: Taking Medicine (7)

She bit particularly hard, causing his body to freeze with the piercing pain. The next second, he pulled his arm away reflexively, raised his hand, and slapped her face.

But before his hand fell, he caught a glimpse of her face.

Her eyes were shut, her eyelashes were trembling like crazy, and she had a pained expression on her face. She looked as though she had been through the most grueling experience.

Han Zhifan furrowed his brows. His hand stopped in midair against his will for some reason.

Her lips moved endlessly as she muttered broken words.

Her voice was low. He listened for a short while before realizing what she was muttering about.

"Let go of me! I don't want to do it anymore! I don't want to anymore! Let go of me..."

Don't want to anymore?