Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song-Chapter 361: The Agony of Contradiction

Looking at him with a ’cold and fever,’ suffering in silence alone, she couldn’t bear it.

She reached out to support him.

But Lu Jihan furrowed his brow tightly and pushed her away forcefully: "Don’t come near! Get out! I don’t need your help!"

That damn woman, why won’t she listen?

He feared that if he lost control, he might force himself on her, and the scene of her spitting blood in his dreams would become reality...

Somehow, he must endure through tonight!

Thinking of this, Lu Jihan bit his thin lips so hard that they almost bled, his eyes were bloodshot, red as scarlet, his gaze menacingly frightening.

Yet, his stubbornness ignited Song Yinyin’s innate defiance.

He was already like this, how could she leave?

Gritting her teeth, she stepped forward and forcefully embraced him.

Lu Jihan was struggling hard to endure.

However, Song Yinyin wouldn’t heed his advice and insisted on burrowing into his arms.

She almost pressed her entire face against his chest, able to hear the strong and increasingly rapid heartbeat.

Thump thump——

Thump thump——

Thump thump——

He couldn’t help but take a deep breath, seeming unable to get enough of her sweet scent, longing to indulge in it.

But inside he was struggling, as if a voice in his ear was warning him not to get too close to her, not to immerse himself too deeply, or else it would become uncontrollable...

This contradictory feeling was a torment, torturing every nerve in his body.

His gaze inadvertently swept across, catching sight of the dagger he had thrown onto the coffee table earlier...

He squinted his sharp eyes, a thought forming in his mind.

The next second, he reached out to grab the dagger.

But, as if Song Yinyin guessed his thought, she suddenly slapped his hand right on the back.

His nerves were numb from the medication and Blood Curse Poison, unable to grasp anything firmly, her slap easily defeated him...

Damn!

He couldn’t help but curse lowly.

In a fit of anger, after several violent shakes of his body, Lu Jihan silently collapsed onto the carpet, his face ashen, as if he had fainted.

...

Just now, Song Yinyin noticed Lu Jihan’s complexion was off, and his gaze suspiciously cast towards the dagger on the coffee table, instantly startling her.

Could it be, he was thinking of harming himself to alleviate the pain? No way, he would hurt himself!

At that moment, Song Yinyin didn’t think of anything, she reached out and slapped the back of Lu Jihan’s hand hard.

A ’clang’ was heard as the dagger fell to the ground.

How close!

Phew——

She exhaled lightly, but within two seconds, Lu Jihan collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.

She was startled, her complexion changed.

"Lu Jihan, wake up? Wake up! Hey, can you hear me? Wake up! Lu Jihan!"

She called out, cradling his head with one hand, gently shaking him with the other, trying to revive his consciousness.

God, what should she do, he’s burning up with fever...

But, seeing him suffering like this, she couldn’t stand it, feeling very distressed.

Song Yinyin felt helpless, couldn’t help but cry out, "Lu Jihan, I beg you, please wake up!"

After a good few tens of seconds, Lu Jihan finally regained consciousness, opening his wet eyes, deeply gazing upon Song Yinyin’s concerned and anxious face—

Her clear bright pupils, arched brows, long eyelashes slightly trembling, flawless fair skin exuding a faint blush...

He truly wanted to cup her fair cheeks, hold her tightly in his arms.

But, deep inside, a voice was stopping him, saying no, it might hurt her, no one knew the correct method to break the curse, there could be danger...