q“Rest now,” instructed Danrique matter-of-factly. Lying beside her and propping his head with his arm, he gazed at her gently.

“When I fell sick, you climbed into my bed and kept me company just like this...”

“I simply wanted to get my necklace back.” Francesca stared at him warily. “Did you misunderstand anything?”

“No...” Danrique moved closer to her. “You even kissed me.”

“I...”

Before Francesca could say anything, Danrique's cold lips touched on her forehead.

His gentle kisses landed on her brows, eyes, cheeks and finally, her lips.

Francesca was stunned. Her heart started pounding rapidly as her mind turned blank. For some reason, she did not have the urge to push him away.

Is it because I'm injured and can't move my arm?

“See, you still like me.”

remembered clearly what the book said—if a girl did not refuse a guy's intimate acts, it meant that she

girl's body

“Danrique... Mmm...”

Danrique kissed her lips. His passionate kiss took her by storm, stealing her breath

and her body tensed. Widening her eyes, she stared

to push

while a needle was stuck to her other arm. It was so numb with pain

with him. It meant that she liked him and could not control

even more engrossed in the kiss. Blood surged through his body as he felt a primitive urge to pull Francesca

already trying his best to control himself but he still accidentally

“Ah...”

uncontrollably.

Danrique quickly let her go and moved aside. He called for

“It's just the needle poking me. It's no

then did Danrique realize that the needle had pierced her skin, causing her to bleed. He quickly summoned the nurse over to

needle and treating the

did not dare to sleep on the bed anymore. He sat on the sofa at

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