However, the pain she imagined was slow to come.
She could not help but open her eyes, only to see him holding her hand. He seemed to be looking at it intently before he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Suddenly, an emotion that she could not explain came over her. It made her nose somewhat sore.
He had always given her the illusion that he cherished her very much, but the fact was, he could easily abandon her!
"Yi Jinli, don't kiss me if you don't love me! Don't ask me whether the hand I used to slap you on the face hurts. You’ll only disgust me!”
She glared at him, forcefully pulling her hand out of his fingers.
Her long hair was unkempt while her face was red and pale. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheek, and there was an obvious trace of resistance in those jet-black almond-shaped eyes.
Yi Jinli's face turned pale immediately as he staggered. Then, a sickening sensation came over him. He covered his mouth with his hands, stumbled out of bed, and headed for the bathroom.
In the next second, Ling Yiran heard the sound of vomiting in the bathroom.
'He must have drunk too much that he’s now throwing up. It might do him some good!'
Ling Yiran got out of bed and looked down at her right hand. The pain from having given that slap was still lingering.
She could not help but give a wry smile. It seemed that hitting someone would cause her pain as well.
The sound of vomiting in the bathroom gradually went away. Yi Jinli still had not come out of the bathroom after a long time, though. Ling Yiran guessed that he had passed out.
Ling Yiran walked to the bathroom door and knocked before asking, "Yi Jinli, are... Are you okay?"
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