She seemed to hear his voice, and her brows suddenly frowned, and cold sweat began to emerge from her forehead. Then, her head began to shake left and right, as if she wanted to avoid something.

Yi Jinli frowned and was about to call the doctor. Suddenly, Ling Yiran, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and flicked up 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 firmly, "A Jin, it's great... it's you... it's you... it's me... I had a nightmare. I dreamed that I was in prison. Those people just refused to let me go. I begged for mercy. I... I kowtowed to them, but they were still beating me..."

Even in the dream, the pain seemed to be so severe. Even now, even though she woke up, her lower abdomen seemed to be still aching.

But when she was halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped again and her whole body became stiff.

Because she remembered that this was Yi Jinli, not "A Jin"! The person she was holding now was Yi Jinli, and the pain she suffered in prison was also the initiator...he was also him.

Ling Ran stiffly released his arm and subconsciously moved his body backward.

But the next moment, his hand had already wrapped around her waist and took her directly into his arms, "Are you afraid of me?"

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

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

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

Ling Yiran raised her head in a daze, "What the hell do you want?"

He chuckled, "I said, I want my sister to accompany me."

"You can have a lot of people with you, and many women should be happy." She said.

His smile became more and more gorgeous, but his eyes were sunk, "So you are not happy, are you?"

She was silent, not sure how to answer him.

"But what if you are not happy?" he said with a hilarious look, "Look, just like now, I really want you here, what do you think you can do?"

As he said, he bent down his head and kissed her lips directly on her.

She was startled and for a moment she forgot to react. It was not until he continued to deepen the kiss that she suddenly came to her senses and tried hard to stop the beginning and avoid his kiss.

But it was useless. His fingers were pressed against her jaw. She pushed her hands away once, and his hands would turn her head back to its original position. He had no choice but to be forced to bear it.

A feeling of powerlessness surged up, and Ling Yiran felt so clearly the difference in power between men and women for the first time.

Just when she felt she was about to suffocate, he finally let go of her mouth, and she gasped, "Yi Jinli, please let me go!"

But he ignored her at all, but kissed her lips along her neck little by little. His fingers, and even softly unbuttoned the buttons of her sick clothes.
Chapter completed!