Frightened.
Gu Yi'an quickly turned around; without a doubt, it was Tan Jincheng.
"You haven't slept yet?"
"Mm," Tan Jincheng's chin rested on her shoulder, his soft hair brushing against his face, giving a cool sensation, yet his breath was incredibly hot.
"Stand properly. Are you still running a fever?" Gu Yi'an felt a bit awkward.
Tan Jincheng chuckled lowly, "Anan, you're worried about me, aren't you?"
"...I'm worried that you'll be sick alone without knowing it, burning out your brain." Gu Yi'an really wanted to roll her eyes.
"Can I take it that you're jealous of my intelligence?"
"...You're really thick-skinned." Gu Yi'an was speechless.
"Mm, thanks for the compliment."
He really was shameless enough!
Gu Yi'an struggled for a moment, but he only held her tighter.
She couldn't help but soften her tone, "Let me go. I'll take your temperature."
"Okay."
Tan Jincheng agreed readily.
Gu Yi'an, however, hesitated. So easy?