With her wrists held tight and unable to move, Shu Ni leaned forward and gently rubbed the man's neck. Her soft lips brushed across his stubbled chin, as if it was unintentional, but also as if she was happy to tease him.

"I can take responsibility, but will you give me a chance?"

Yan Junci's voice was clear and steady, "You didn't hear a word the doctor said?"

"Didn't the doctor tell me to reduce sweating..."

they just controlled themselves? Did this man still intend ...