"I—I think I will be alright."
"No, you won't," Bai SHijue said. He gently held Han Shun's palm and transferred heat to Han Shun's body. After he measured that Han Shun was warmed enough, he nodded, "You're good now, take care of your health. You can't practice if you're sick.
Han Shun swallowed his saliva hardly. He didn't know if it was just his imagination or Bai Gege looked so beautiful in his eyes. Bai Gege was always beautiful, of course. But he rarely smiled at him, he didn't even show a perfunctory smile at Han Shun for some reason, and Han Shun was used to it.
But now, even when Bai Gege looked nonchalant as always, it looked different in his eyes.
'Bai Gege... why do you look so breathtakingly beautiful?' Han Shun asked in his heart.
"Han Shun?"
"Y—Yes, Bai Gege?"
"Why are you holding my palm now? Go cultivate. I will watch," Bai SHijue said.
