Jing Yiren stepped out of the bathroom to see Lu Ming tossing and turning on the bed.
She instinctively rushed over to hold him down.
"Stop moving around! Be careful not to pull out the IV!"
Lu Ming was beyond listening, not only did he not stop, but he forcefully pulled Jing Yiren into his arms.
Embracing Jing Yiren, he lay down on the bed with her.
Lu Ming was only wearing boxer shorts under the quilt, and as he hugged her, there was originally a blanket between them.
But somehow, as Lu Ming moved, Jing Yiren found herself inexplicably rolled up inside the quilt.
"..." Jing Yiren struggled subconsciously, "Lu Ming! Let me go, you're drunk!"
Not only did Lu Ming not let go, but in his haze, he demanded arrogantly, "Yiren, do you love me?"
"..." Jing Yiren struggled to push away Lu Ming's face getting closer to hers.
"Yiren! You still love me, right?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jing Yiren pushed hard against Lu Ming's approaching chin.
