This kiss felt hotter than ever before. Jing Li trembled all over, and some bright red scales gradually appeared on his exposed skin.
The crystal clear fish scales seem transparent, revealing a hint of coolness.
Qin Zhao gradually calmed down and let go of Jing Li.
Jing Li leaned his head on Qin Zhao's shoulder, enduring the tingling discomfort, and whispered: "It's okay... It will be fine soon..."
The room was quiet again. Jing Li felt that Qin Zhao's breathing had become steady. He finally felt relieved and fell asleep in that warm embrace without realizing it.
When he woke up, Qin Zhao was no longer in bed.
Jing Li felt nothing and turned over to sit up, only to see Qin Zhao standing beside him with his back to him, washing his face with water.
"Are you awake?" Qin Zhao turned around and wiped his face with the handkerchief hanging next to him.
Jing Li asked anxiously: "Why did you get up? Let me do what you want to do, come here and lie down——"
"No need." Qin Zhao looked away and said softly, "I don't have a fever anymore."
Jing Li blinked, then belatedly tugged at the loose collar of his shirt. The scales on his body had already faded, and his thin undershirt held him back, unable to hide anything.
Jing Li's ears felt a little hot, and he stammered, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to take advantage of you. I was just worried that you were having a high fever, so I wanted to help you cool down!"
“…”Who is taking advantage of whom?
Qin Zhao coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Did you do the same thing last time?"
"Last time?" Jing Li remembered that Qin Zhao was talking about the time he rescued him from the woods. He nodded, "Yes, yes..."
"Don't do this again next time." Qin Zhao hung the handkerchief back and closed his eyes. He felt it was really horrible.
God knows how he felt when he woke up and found the little guy lying in his arms without clothes.
It almost caused the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty to come back.
Jing Li was also a little embarrassed and whispered, "Then wouldn't it be okay if you just don't get sick again in the future?"
Qin Zhao smiled helplessly and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door: "Xiao Yu'er, the medicine is ready, hurry up and get your husband to drink it."
Jing Li responded: "Coming soon!"
He was hurriedly putting on his clothes, and Qin Zhao walked over to open the door.
Xue Ren was standing at the door holding a bowl of medicine. When he saw Qin Zhao coming to open the door, he was slightly stunned.
Qin Zhao took the medicine and said, "Please excuse me, sir."
When he led Xue Ren into the house, Jing Li got off the bed with a red face and a little swelling at the corners of her lips.
Xue Ren looked at the messy bed, then at Qin Zhao, who was obviously much more energetic than at noon, and seemed to understand something: "..."
Qin Zhao said, "Sir, please take a seat."
"Ah, okay..." Xue Ren suddenly came back to his senses, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said, "This medicine should be taken while it's hot. After you drink it, I'll take your pulse."
Qin Zhao: "Okay."
The two sat down at the table. Qin Zhao quickly finished the medicine. Jing Li stuffed two candied fruits into his mouth and rushed to help him carry the bowl of medicine back to the kitchen.
Qin Zhao tilted his head to look at the young man's departing back and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
Xue Ren: "..."
Toothache.
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