"Okay, but you need to go out for a while first."
Qiao Mei didn't understand why he said that, and when she noticed that his voice was extremely hoarse, she was very worried and of course she wouldn't agree.
"No, I'm right here. Change quickly. Whatever happens, I'm here."
The Dragon God's patience had reached its limit. After he uncontrollably transformed into an eighteen-year-old human form, Qiao Mei noticed that this time, his human form was much more solid than before.
It's no longer in that semi-transparent state.
Not only that, but he also had two red patches on his cheeks and nose, making him look like he had a fever.
Upon closer inspection, she also noticed that he was sweating a lot on his forehead, which dampened the silver strands of hair on his forehead, making them sticky to his face.
This looks exactly like someone who has a fever.
So Qiao Mei made a quick decision, brushed aside his bangs, and without minding that his head was still sweaty, pressed her forehead against his, and seriously felt the temperature of his forehead.
The sweet fragrance of a young girl rushed into Ao Cang's nostrils because of her action, giving him the illusion of being in a rose garden.
He opened his eyes, which were filled with intense desire. His golden eyes reflected the beautiful face he adored. Unable to suppress the heat surging through his body any longer, he pushed Qiao Mei down onto the bed before she could react.
No prize quiz—
What's wrong with Ao Cang?
① He has a fever. ② He's hot. ③ He's in heat.
Off-topic: Damn, this is freezing! But I chose this "big wind hole" theme myself, so I have to finish it even if I'm crying, waaaaaah! I'll do it again next time!! Oh well, maybe next time I should try something less popular, or maybe I should just jump on the bandwagon of something trendy... (weary-looking cigarette-lighting pose)
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