"Hanjie, let go of me..."
Qin Youxuan's eyes reddened with grievance.
Her little hands formed fists, pounding on his chest.
Hanjie caught her fist, and she lowered her head and bit into the man's chest.
"Hiss—"
Hanjie sucked in a breath of cold air, yet the corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
He liked her like this, alive and willful in front of him, not cold and icy towards him.
"Have you bitten enough, calmed down? Or should I let you throw a few more punches?"
Hanjie hugged her tightly, his chin resting on her head.
As long as she didn't leave, she could vent in any way she wanted.
Even though it was a moment of negligence, Qin Youxuan was still in her postpartum period, constantly suppressing her emotions, which was very harmful to her body.
He didn't know what he could do to stop her if she really insisted on leaving at this time.
So, he resorted to despicable means to force her to stay.
"Diwu Zexuan will come today to check on the baby, what time did he say?"
