"You're burning." A light flashed in his eyes the moment he said those words. "Ye Qing Xin, you have a fever?"
"What?" Ye Qing Xin tried to stand up properly, but her legs were weak and her world was spinning around. "You're wrong. I don't have—"
Ye Qing Xin did not finish the words she wanted to say.
Her throat was dry and her body felt hot all over. Moreover... she seemed to realize that Su Ming Yuan's scent was quite pleasing. Even if she told herself to stand up properly, her body would not listen. She thought that leaning on Su Ming Yuan was comfortable and cool.
Ye Qing Xin probably noticed that something was wrong with her body. However, there was nothing that she could do about it.
She just wanted to cool down her body.
Su Ming Yuan inhaled a deep breath when the person in his arms began to move. Her head rested on his chest and her hand crawled on his waist.
