Lin Yan pressed her palm against Pei Yucheng's forehead. In an instant, he was so hot that it seemed as though he was about to burn her skin. The warmth spread from his forehead to her skin.
It was so hot!
His temperature couldn't be considered normal.
Lin Yan's expression changed instantly, and her heart felt as awful as though it had been cut off by a sharp knife. All that was left was a mess.
Lin Yan extended her hand and pressed it against Pei Yucheng's forehead once more.
It was burning like fire.
"You're running a fever!" Lin Yan pressed her forehead against Pei Yucheng's. Her heart felt as though it had been ignited by the man's forehead, and her face was frosty. "Pei Yucheng! You said that your fever had subsided, didn't you?"
Lin Yan had always been respectful in front of Pei Yucheng.
This was the first time she was so hostile to him.
This was also the first time Lin Yan had called Pei Yucheng by his name.