As if she heard his voice, her brows suddenly wrinkled, and cold sweat began to break out on her forehead. Then, her head began to shake from side to side, as if to avoid something.

Yi Jinli frowned and was about to call the doctor. Suddenly, Ling Yiran, who was still asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, still shouting, "No...

.”

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Yi Jinli asked.

The next moment, Ling Yiran was like a drowning person, hugging Yi Jinli's waist tightly, "Ajin, that's great...it's you...it's you...

....I had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was in prison, and those people just refused to let me go. I begged for mercy, and I...I kowtowed to them, but they still kept beating me.

....."

Even in her dream, it seemed that the pain was still so severe, and even now that she woke up, her lower abdomen still seemed to be in pain.

But in the middle of her words, she suddenly paused again and became stiff.

Because she remembered that this was Yi Jinli, not "Ajin"! The person she was holding now was Yi Jinli, and the person who caused the pain she suffered in prison... was also him.

.

Ling still loosened his arms stiffly, and subconsciously moved his body back.

But the next moment, his hands had already wrapped around her waist, and he took her directly into his arms, "Sister, are you afraid of me?"

At this moment, he was holding her like this, and he could feel her body trembling slightly, just like the reaction of a weak little animal when facing an animal at the top of the food chain.

She bit her lip and tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart, "Well, I'm afraid." She said honestly, "I have been taught many times in prison, and I am afraid of being beaten...

..”

"No one will hit you again." He interrupted her, "Sister, I promise, from now on, no one will dare to hit you again."

Ling still raised his head in confusion, "What exactly do you want?"

He chuckled lightly and said, "I told you, I want Sister to accompany me."

"You can have many people accompany you, and many women should be happy to do so," she said.

His smile became brighter and brighter, but his eyes darkened, "So you're not happy, are you?"

She was silent, not knowing how to answer him.

"But even if you are not willing, what can you do?" He said amusedly, "Look, just like now, if I really want you here, what do you think you can do?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her lips directly.

She was startled, and for a moment, she forgot to react. It wasn't until he deepened the kiss that she suddenly came to her senses and tried her best to turn her head away and avoid his kiss.

But it was useless. His fingers clasped her chin. If she moved away once, his hands would push her head back to its original position. He had no way to avoid it and could only bear it.

A feeling of powerlessness came over him, and for the first time, Ling Yiran could clearly feel the difference in power between men and women.

Just when she felt like she was about to suffocate, he finally let go of her, and she gasped for air, "Yi Jinli, let me go!"
Chapter completed!