Jin Jiuchi was extremely aggrieved. He truly had no idea what he had done to make Nian get so angry, resulting in him getting paralyzed with his two arms locked in a circle in front of him.
He tried to defend his innocence, only to find that his lips seemed to have been glued and he could only make muffled 'hm-mmf!' sound from his throat. Thus, he could only put on a wronged, pitiful look, almost squeezing out a few droplets of tears out of his eyes. Yet it only served to enrage Nian even more.
"Don't give me that face, you crazy pervert!" He seethed and settled on the floor a few steps away from Jin Jiuchi, out of the latter's reach. "Who told you to be so touchy-feely? You'd better stay like that until the effects of the needle wear off!"
'But Nian'er, you don't smell like you dislike it though!' was what Jin Jiuchi was saying, though what Nian heard was only a series of unintelligible 'mmmph'.
