Yu Zi's face immediately turned crimson red. "Yan… Yan Huaian…"
She had difficulty breathing, and not because he was stifling her. It was just that he was so close that it made her tense up.
Her heart was thumping loudly as her whole body started burning up.
She did not have much energy left in her from the start, so the second she got close to him, she lost all her strength. She felt like a soft flimsy noodle. His whole body was covered with a light lemon scent which smelled refreshing and pleasant.
She probed around trying to push him away, but it only made him hold her even tighter.
Yan Huaian could feel that softness of hers stuck to his ribs, and it made him felt like he had ants in his pants.
However, once he thought about what had happened in Yue Jingchen's ward, he kept his head under control and became angry again.
