Because of the fever, Gu Huai's body was very hot, and in an instant, Qi Yue felt as if she were surrounded by a ball of flames, with the illusion that she might be scorched by the temperature.
Perhaps because the high fever was unbearable, Gu Huai instinctively drew closer to the cold skin in his arms, like a person in the desert encountering refreshing water, seeking it out by instinct...
Gu Huai's movement was so sudden that Qi Yue was completely stunned there for a moment, until Gu Huai's thin lips unintentionally brushed against the skin of her neck...
Qi Yue's heartbeat skipped a beat instantly, and she jolted, wanting to stand up, but she was held too tightly to succeed.
Qi Yue could only turn her head slightly to one side to avoid him a little, so Gu Huai immediately frowned, seemingly dissatisfied, and pulled her in tighter.
Qi Yue: "...!!!!!"
What's going on?
Was she being treated like a block of ice?
"Master... Master...!?"