Yan Huan slammed the door open, startling Qin Jian so much that he rolled over and sat up, waking An Hao who was deep in sleep.
"Yan Huan?" Seeing it was her, Qin Jian grabbed the coat lying next to the hospital bed to cover his bare shoulders, watching Yan Huan with a hint of embarrassment, "What's up so late?"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. I actually had something important to give you, but I didn't expect…" Previously, when she had yearned for Qin Jian, even getting a glimpse of his face was tough.
Now that she had given up on her obsession with Qin Jian, she ironically noticed his well-built muscles. Oh, fate…
"You really! Bursting into someone's hospital room in the middle of the night without even knocking. And complaining about other people sleeping together," An Hao, rubbing her eyes with contempt, glared at Yan Huan.
