She was startled by the thought that had crossed her mind.

Seeing her staring at him with a strange expression and swallowing hard, Yu Feng's back suddenly stiffened. His eyes widened in confusion, but his tone remained firm as he said, "If you keep staring at me like that, I'll take it as you agreeing to let me massage you..."

Bi Xie's head was spinning, as if something had suddenly exploded in his mind. His eyes roguishly looked at the boy's chest, staring intently at his eight-pack abs, his mouth watering with desire.

After the wind blew, I belatedly realized where the wild boar was looking, and I was so frightened that I almost rolled off the bed.

"Yu Feng, I... I think I'm sick, I feel so awful," Bi Xie said, her voice soft and hoarse as she placed the back of her hand on her forehead. The burning heat of her body made her heart skip a beat.

Did they get cold during the snowball fight?

That shouldn't be the case. Her body is so tough and resilient. Even Luo Ling was fine, so how could she have gotten sick from the cold?

Yu Feng was stunned for a moment. Seeing that she was really in pain, even her voice had changed, his expression suddenly tightened. He sat up, stretched out his long arm and picked her up. "Where does it hurt?"

Bi Xie, held in his arms, instinctively rubbed against him, whimpering, "Hot~"

"Hot?" Yu Feng lowered his head, frowned, and reached out to untie her fur skirt as she slept wearing so many layers of long fur animal skins.

Bi Xie, however, warily grabbed the boy's slender hand, his watery eyes glaring at him: "What are you doing?"

Yu Feng said irritably, "Didn't you say it was hot?"

Bi Xie twisted her body. The boy's cold and arrogant voice was like a drop of kerosene, making her feel even more burning inside. She grumbled and clutched the animal skin skirt, muttering, "I'd rather die than take it off."

"Heh," the boy scoffed, glancing at the person who spoke with such backbone but whose hands were wrapped around his waist. His blue eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of something.

A moment later, Yu Feng reached behind his back to pry Bi Xie's hands off, his handsome face showing an inscrutable expression. "Wild boar, are you in heat? Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

Bi Xie asked groggily, "Heat? How could I have a heat cycle? I'm not a beast..."

Yu Feng didn't hear her mutterings clearly and tried desperately to push Bi Xie away, but the huge wild boar suddenly became incredibly strong. The two rolled around a few times, and he was actually pinned down by her.

"Chirp," Bi Xie lowered his head and kissed those thin, red lips, then slowly moved away to kiss the boy's chin and neck...

Bi Xie bit into the abs that made her drool, humming contentedly, and rubbed her head against them a few times without moving.

Yu Feng's body temperature was suddenly ignited, and he felt that he had been infected as well. His heart was beating faster and faster, and he was getting more and more panicked. He was more embarrassed and terrified than when he was sick.

He harbored a secret deep in his heart, one that even his older sister didn't know—he had no heartbeat.

He didn't know why his heart wasn't beating. When he first realized he was different from others, he thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect that apart from not having a heartbeat, he was no different from ordinary people.

But now, his heart was pounding, beating very fast.