He probably didn't expect that he would get a fever after filming for almost an hour in the swimming pool that afternoon.
Not wanting to say a word, Nan Qiyu said indifferently, "Hang up," but then he let go of the phone and threw it aside before it was even disconnected.
On the other end, Xiao Xie was still wondering about it.
Didn't they say it was over?
Just then, a "thud" suddenly came from inside. Xiao Xie frowned and asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"
But the next second, a few busy beeps came through.
The call has already ended.
All right.
Xiao Xie thought that he probably had something to deal with beforehand.
But is that really the case?
With the warm lights turned on, a shadow now hangs on the floor in the room that was just occupied by one person.
"Nan Qiyu?"
After hanging up the phone for him, Rong Shang turned her head to look to the side.
At this moment, the man was covered with a blanket, his eyes closed, looking half-dead. Rong Shang walked closer to take a look.
A blush lingered on the man's handsome, sculpted face.
She didn't know what was wrong with him, and was about to reach out and touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.
No sooner had she gotten close than the man suddenly stretched out his legs, tripping Rong Shang and causing her to fall on top of him.
"..."
"Nan Qiyu?"
His body is burning hot.
Rong Shang reached out and touched his forehead; the burning heat transferred to her palm.
She frowned immediately.
It turns out she had a fever.
No wonder he sounded so weak and listless when he spoke.
I don't know if he took any fever reducers.
Rong Shang placed her hands on the bed sheet, and with a push, she prepared to get up to buy him fever-reducing patches.
Who knows...
"Don't move."
A hoarse, seductive voice suddenly rang out. Rong Shang lowered her eyes and looked down. Nan Qiyu seemed to have raised his eyes and glanced at her.
"Nan Qiyu?" she called him again, but received no response. Then, her waist tightened as the man wrapped his arms around her, and she fell back down, her body only halfway up.
"Don't move, just let me hug you."
He seemed to be talking in his sleep.
Rong Shang looked at him closely; his delicate brows were furrowed.
Even though his eyes were tightly closed, he kept murmuring.
She said something like, "So I can see you in my dreams, that's great."
Rong Chang didn't quite understand.
It's unclear whether he was saying this to the woman he truly loved or because... at this moment, he was his alternate personality.
But not understanding is one thing.
She ultimately didn't push him away.
...
Rong Shang was held by him all night long, during which Nan Qiyu kept talking in his sleep in all sorts of strange things.
Sometimes he would suddenly look up at her.
Rong Shang was certain that he knew it was her.
But for some reason, he didn't push her away; instead, he hugged her even tighter.
Then one day he suddenly kissed her.
Rong Shang felt inexplicably lost. He thought, "This must be his alternate personality."
Otherwise, the dominant personality would never have done these things to her.
It rained heavily all night.
Rong Chang also couldn't sleep well because of Nan Qiyu.
As soon as it was light, Nan Qiyu suddenly turned over, and his hand around her waist loosened, freeing Rong Chang.
They had been in the same position all night, and now Rong Shang rolled over and lay down next to him, feeling sore all over.
Tsk, chasing someone is tough.
They practically spoiled her like a little emperor.
Even she herself didn't know that when she reached out and touched Nan Qiyu's forehead as she left, and found that his fever had subsided, the joy in her eyes was impossible to hide.
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