Xiaochun picked up the cup anxiously and walked over to the water dispenser to fill it.
Her heart was pounding fiercely, and her hands were trembling.
While praying that Xiaolong wouldn't notice anything amiss, she hurried back to the sickbed.
However, just as she was about to reach the sickbed, Xiaolong's eyes suddenly opened.
He looked at Xiaochun with a puzzled expression on his face.
Stealthily watching her, I saw Xiaochun standing there dumbly, seemingly at a loss.
She subconsciously tugged down her top, attempting to cover her bare bottom.
"Xiaochun... you..." Xiaolong's voice was still somewhat murmur.
Dazhuang and I were on the companion bed at the time, which was lower than the sickbed. Plus, with Dazhuang's bed in the way, Xiaolong wouldn't be able to see us if we didn't move, even with his eyes open.
Xiaochun's face turned beet red, likely feeling guilty, and she stammered, "I... I've brought you water..."