Yan Zhiqing thought about it and said, "My fever has gone down, and it didn't come back for the entire night. It doesn't seem like it is recurring. This means that I can go back to my room and you can sleep here."
Wei Wucai stared at Yan Zhiqing while she was talking. His eyes were constantly focused on her.
Even after Yan Zhiqing was done talking, Wei Wucai was still looking at her.
Upon being stared at by Wei Wucai, Yan Zhiqing felt really nervous. Her heart started racing.
She raised her hand and placed it on Wei Wucai's shoulder. She wanted to push him away to get up.
"I have not agreed to this," Wei Wucai said upon sensing that she was pushing him.
Yan Zhiqing froze momentarily and was instead pinned onto the bed by Wei Wucai.
Wei Wucai then flipped over her and lay beside her while he still had his hand wrapped around her shoulder.
"Is this okay?" Wei Wucai lay on his side right beside her.
