Jiang Xi moved to the other side uncomfortably, trying to get away from Sun Ting's intimate flesh-to-flesh contact, but unexpectedly bumped into the boy's curled up body.
Scalding hot
I feel like the eggs can be steamed just by rolling them on it.
Jiang Xi quickly withdrew his hand, knowing full well that this was probably an infection caused by improper intercourse. The boy was too young to withstand such an ordeal. In his previous life...
She shook her head and found that she couldn't remember anything for a moment. It was true that after so much time, many things were still fresh in her memory, but many things had long since become insignificant garbage that had been thrown behind her mind.
"He has a fever?"
The female college student came closer, and the smell of sour food mixed with the greasy smell of long-unwashed hair hit her nose. Sun Ting unconsciously stepped back, but found that Jiang Xi acted as if he hadn't smelled anything. He sat upright, with a rare look of confusion on his face.
The little boy was lying on his back with his legs up in the air. His delicate face was flushed red and his pointed chin was resting pitifully against his collar. Jiang Xi noticed that even though the fabric of his clothes was torn by the rubbing and rolling around, one could still tell how expensive they once were. He was obviously a child from a wealthy family.
The straw mattress beneath the boy cast a heavy shadow, and sweat seeped into it.
"He's dizzy from the fever."
The female college student reached out and touched it, but there was no response for a long time.
Jiang Xi's eyes were sullen. She stood up and scooped a pot of water from the water tank against the south wall. She had no towel, of course. Her summer shirt was thin, so she used her teeth to rip her three-quarter sleeves down to a half-length. She soaked the cotton cloth in water and handed it to Sun Ting.
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