Yu Weimin snorted as he looked at a certain villain, his face completely red. Wasn't this the first time the latter had received a strip tease?
Then he covered up his mocking expression and walked over, asking worriedly, "What's wrong? Why is your face so red?"
Yu Weimin came closer and closer until he was standing right in front of the man. The chest a little away was magnified, and nipples could be seen directly in front of his face.
Yu Weimin bent over and touched the man's forehead with his hands. His frown deepened.
"You're burning up," said Yu Weimin as he continued to stand there, pretending to be worried. "Let me fix you some medicine."
Just as he was about to turn, a certain person caught his wrist. The grip wasn't soft; instead, it was hard enough to leave marks behind. It showed the intensity hidden inside the man's heart.
Wen Qiao took sharp breaths as he continued to hold the wrist before hearing, "What's wrong? Do you not want to eat medicine?"
