บท 181: Chapter 174 The Pillow Next to Me is Empty

Qin Shuang blinked her eyes.

He Zhiyao lowered his head and sealed her lips with his own.

Qin Shuang whimpered and tried to push him away, but no matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't budge him.

He Zhiyao held her fingers and kissed them one by one.

Just as he was about to take things a step further, he suddenly felt Qin Shuang curl up.

His movements stiffened, and he frowned as he looked up at her face, only then noticing that a layer of cold sweat had formed on her brow without him realizing it.

He Zhiyao's brow furrowed, and he quickly placed his hand on her forehead, only to touch coldness.

"Qin Shuang?" He Zhiyao asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Qin Shuang moved her eyes, tears squeezed out from the corners, and she whimpered pitifully, "My stomach hurts."

He Zhiyao's forehead knitted, "Stomach hurts?"

He busied himself by placing his hand on her stomach, feeling a coolness beneath his palm.