Qin Youxuan became so agitated that her words were incoherent, but before she could finish, Dan Hanjie silenced her.
Her tiny fists clenched as she pounded angrily against his chest.
Dan Hanjie let her vent without even a single groan.
Only when Qin Youxuan was exhausted did he carry her to the bed.
The moment her body touched the mattress, she tensed up instantly, glaring at Dan Hanjie with fierce wariness in her eyes.
"I won't touch you. It's too late, there are no cars. I'll leave tomorrow."
Dan Hanjie's deep voice had a trace of indulgence.
His large hand brushed over her brows and eyes, only to be slapped away by Qin Youxuan.
She turned her back to him, pulled the blanket over herself, and forced her eyes shut.
But tears instantly streamed from the corners of her eyes.
Clenching her teeth, her shoulders still trembled uncontrollably.
Her low whimpering echoed clearly in the quiet night.
