"Let go of me," seeing Luo Ziling still holding her hand, Yang Qingyin pouted, "My hand's getting tired."
But Luo Ziling didn't listen to Yang Qingyin and instead pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.
Yang Qingyin struggled symbolically for a moment, then gave up.
Of course, Luo Ziling didn't just kiss her simply; his hands instinctively went to work.
Yang Qingyin symbolically resisted again, and then let Luo Ziling have his way.
But she quickly realized it, struggled for a bit, and quietly pleaded, "Don't do this, your body hasn't fully recovered yet. Your grandfather said you need a few more months of recuperation."
Yang Qingyin still clearly remembers Luo Ziling's terrifying reaction the last time they got intimate, and she's been haunted by it.
Therefore, while she could still control herself, she snapped back to her senses and stopped Luo Ziling.
