บท 207: Su Ji's Unconventional Romanticism

However, before her hand could touch the blanket, Su Ji stopped herself.

Why should she take a look?

Pei Huai's voice came from above her head. "I didn't expect you to be such a responsible person."

Su Ji's hand stopped awkwardly.

Pei Huai admired her embarrassed expression for a while, then chuckled. "There's no need to look, I've recovered."

Su Ji heaved a sigh of relief and quickly said, "alright then, I won't look."

As long as he's recovered.

Su Ji raised her hand and touched his forehead, and then touched her own. "Your fever has gone down a little. You should be completely recovered by tomorrow."

Her cold hand felt very comfortable on his forehead, and Pei huai's eyes dimmed. "Why don't you lower the temperature a bit more now? "

Su Ji took two seconds to react. "Oh, okay. I'll get you an ice pack."

She was about to get up when he grabbed her. She leaned back and fell into a warm embrace.