Pan Ge pattered down the corridor. When she saw the doorplate of Room 1125, she finally bent over, hands on her knees, and started to gasp for air.
HUFF... HUFF... HUFF...
So tiring!
But no amount of tiredness could overco the anxiety in her heart.
"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! Han Lie, how are you?"
She was already worrying before the door even opened, her mind a tangled ss.
Such a large bruise on his neck! What about other places?
The door opened.
Han Lie yanked her into the room, then pulled her to the sofa and pushed her down over his knees.
"Was it you who set up?"
Han Lie was fierce. Pan Ge, who hadn’t planned to resist anyway, felt even guiltier upon hearing this.
"Sorry, I really didn’t know... How are you? Let get up, and I’ll take a look at you, okay?"
Soft and pitiful—that was her usual style after ssing up.
Look at what?
Han Lie thought to himself, If you’d co any later, I’d almost be healed...
"You don’t need to shed any crocodile tears; just let return the favor!"
SMACK!
The sound was crisp, and Pan Ge was completely stunned.
"Ah! I know I was wrong... Stop fooling around! Let’s hurry to the hospital!"
She struggled for a mont but couldn’t break free. Pan Ge had no choice but to wrap her arms around his waist and look up at him, tilting her head.
Han Lie’s neck was red all over, as if it had just been scraped.
Looking at just that one spot, it seed truly severe.
But then looking at his face... not a single hair was out of place, let alone an injury.
"You..."
"What about ?"
Han Lie was nonchalantly chewing gum, pulling Pan Ge to sit on his lap.
"Your face isn’t hurt? What about other places?"
Pan Ge instinctively stretched out her hands to brace herself against Han Lie’s chest, not wanting to press too close to him.
Then, Lie Lie’s expression suddenly twisted dramatically; he gritted his teeth and let out a painful cry.
"OUCH! Be gentle... My ribs might be cracked."
Pan Ge was so frightened she quickly let go. Her little paws flew up to either side of her face, fingers spread wide, as she looked completely clueless.
"Does it hurt? Sorry, I didn’t an to... Gosh! You’re still in the mood to tease ? Hurry up and go to the hospital!"
"We definitely have to go to the hospital, but there’s no rush."
Han Lie stared intently at Pan Ge’s exquisitely delicate face, suggesting with purpose, "Before we leave, you need to help let off so steam."
Pan Ge flushed from her neck to her ears.
"How... how do you want to let off steam?"
"Here."
Han Lie pursed his lips; the hint couldn’t be more obvious.
Pan Ge took a deep breath and asked, her voice filled with grievance, "Really? Just one kiss and you won’t be angry anymore?"
"Uh-huh!~~~"
Han Lie nodded.
Actually, no matter what she asked him now, Han Lie would nod. One deception at a ti; we’ll deal with the rest later.
Pan Ge’s brain buzzed for a mont, then logic gradually returned.
Looking at Han Lie’s unblemished chest, how could she not know she’d been tricked?
Angered, she kicked at the scoundrel but couldn’t muster any strength.
Naturally, that didn’t happen.
Pan Ge shook her head vigorously, then scooted back against the headboard, tightly clutching the quilt.
"I’m warning you, that’s as far as it goes! Absolutely no more over-the-line behavior!"
Han Lie glanced over, his mouth twisting disdainfully. "Tch! Just a mont ago, I wonder who was whining ’blah blah blah blah’..."
"AHHH! Shut up!"
Pan Ge ferociously grabbed sothing and threw it at him; it landed right on Han Lie’s face.
She paused, then suddenly snorted with laughter, doubling over uncontrollably.
Han Lie removed the eye mask and sniffed it leisurely, once again making Pan Ge blush from head to toe.
"You beast! You really are a dog!"
She retreated into the bedding, cursing fiercely, yet resolutely refusing to inch closer to Han Lie.
This man is too terrifying; I have to stay away...
Actually, it was better if she didn’t co closer. Knowing when to stop was a good thing.
"You little troublemaker, set an alarm for 5 AM. You should go ho early later."
Han Lie tugged at the quilt, about to turn off the lights.
But Pan Ge wouldn’t have it.
"It’s just that I might have to trouble you to take ho tomorrow... Hey, Lie Lie, if they ask what happened, do you think I’ll cry?"
A bucket of cold water seed to pour over Han Lie, chilling him to the core.
"Why would you cry?"
"Out of grievance!"
Pan Ge seriously counted on her fingers. "Look, there was no confession, no gifts, not even a single candle lit... How could I feel good about that? When I see my mom, I’ll probably burst out crying, won’t I?"
Han Lie felt a headache coming on.
He hurriedly stopped her. "Stop! Can’t you be a little more reserved? Little girls shouldn’t be spouting such savage words, right?"
Pan Ge smiled triumphantly.
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