"Jiang Siyan?"
The man's strength was enormous, and Jiang Jiu was held so tightly she could hardly breathe. Her head was buried in his shoulder, yet she could feel his heart pounding fiercely.
Jiang Jiu couldn't help but reach out her hand and gently pat his broad back, recalling only a second later that his wound had just healed. She quickly withdrew her hand and touched his head instead.
"Why did you suddenly run out of the hospital? What happened?"
Only then did Jiang Siyan release her, looking her up and down with a cold glare as if he wanted to devour her.
"Where did he touch you?"
Jiang Siyan's voice carried a gritted ferocity, clearly furious.
Jiang Jiu was stunned, "How did you know?"
Hearing Jiang Jiu's non-denial, Jiang Siyan became even more certain of his thoughts.
He suddenly bent down, hoisted Jiang Jiu up, and headed towards the bedroom.
Jiang Jiu, startled by his sudden action, could only cling tightly around his neck, "What are you doing?"
