"How old are you? If you feel unwell, can't you go to the hospital by yourself?!" Pu Yichen instantly got furious, but he couldn't even explain where this anger came from.
"What if you run away when I go to the hospital?! I have to keep an eye on you all the time, so you don't slip away right under my nose!"
Pu Yichen: "..."
Shen Letong didn't know where she got the strength, but the arm hugging his neck tightened more and more, so tight that Pu Yichen almost suffocated, "Cough, cough... cough cough cough... Little ancestor, are you trying to strangle me?!"
"I'll say it again, if you don't get off me, I'll throw you out immediately!!" Pu Yichen warned.
His voice, sounding fierce and cold, devoid of any warmth.
Actually, as a grown man, if he used brute force, no matter how tightly Shen Letong clung to him, he could pull her off with one hand. Ultimately, he was just afraid of hurting her...
