Zi Xi looked away and tried to focus on her phone, but her thoughts kept drifting towards the kitchen.

Not long after, Pei Mozhi came out carrying a glass.

He walked straight to Zi Xi, handed her the water glass, and then sat down on the armrest of the single sofa next to her, casually crossing his long legs, his posture languid but constantly tugging at his collar.

"Have some water."

His voice was deep.

"Thanks."

Zi Xi took the cup; the water temperature was just right.

She had just taken a small sip when she caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye that Pei Mozhi had already taken off part of his shirt, leaving the collar wide open.

Pei Mozhi's gaze fell on Zi Xi, his thick eyelashes drooping, concealing all the emotions in his eyes.

"Pei Mozhi, what kind of color are you playing at?!"

Hearing the commotion beside her, Zi Xi looked up and was so startled that she almost dropped the water glass in her hand.

"What's wrong? Don't you feel hot, baby? Do I have a fever?"

Pei Mozhi's beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his eyes habitually tilting upwards, with a hint of confusion.

But almost instantly, the color drained from Pei Mozhi's face, turning him as pale as paper.

Pei Mozhi hadn't expected the medicine to be so potent.

He suddenly tightened his grip on the sofa armrest, and the pale blue veins on the back of his hand bulged out.

"Pei Mozhi? Are you alright?"

Zi Xi put down her water glass and instinctively wanted to get closer to him.

"Don't come any closer..."

His voice suddenly rose, and he abruptly raised his hand, palm outward, making an extremely resistant pushing motion. His body also subconsciously leaned back, trying to create distance between himself and Zi Xi.

“Xi Xi…”

He bit his lower lip so hard that a clear white mark was instantly left on his lips, followed by a trickle of blood, which looked particularly striking on his pale face.

"Get away from me for now..."

He spoke again, his voice carrying a forced, suppressed pain.

"That bottle of water is wrong..."

Pei Mozhi was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, each breath seeming to exhaust all his strength.

But while he forcefully pushed Zixi away with his words, he also reached out and carefully hooked the corner of Zixi's pajamas, like a drowning person grabbing onto a piece of driftwood.

"Just...just for a moment..."

"Just for a moment... I feel so bad..."

He looked up, his eyes, brimming with physiological tears, filled with undisguised pain and a hint of almost humble pleading.

Seeing his handsome face contorted in pain, Zi Xi hurriedly took out her phone and found her former boss's number.

However, since they were going out today, their family doctor also happened to be taking a day off.

Should we call for emergency medical assistance?

"Pei Mozhi, stop wriggling around, I'm calling an ambulance..."

Zi Xi hugged Pei Mozhi, who was leaning closer, and asked while preparing to make a phone call.

The moment he was embraced, Pei Mozhi's body stiffened abruptly, followed by an even more intense surge of pleasure.

His burning cheeks were buried deep in Zi Xi's neck, greedily inhaling her scent.

He held Zixi tightly with both arms, so tightly that Zixi almost suffocated.

"XiXi...don't call a car...please help me..."

"...It's so hot, I feel so uncomfortable..."

He repeated Zi Xi's name over and over, his hot breath spraying onto her neck, carrying a scorching heat.

The embrace lasted only a very short ten seconds before Zixi broke free.