Wen Yanqing was lethargic from the heat and allowed her to move as she wished.
Lin Gantang helped him take off his clothes and saw his well-defined abdominal muscles, firm chest, and muscular arms.
Lin Gantang's ears got a little hot. She picked up her pajamas and asked him to put them on. "Wear this."
Wen Yanqing slowly took it and weakly put it on. Lin Gantang was worried that he would catch a cold. She couldn't help but reach out to help him again.
Seeing that she was moving, Wen Yanqing did not care anymore. He hugged her, and Lin Gantang's action of helping him get dressed was hindered. She pushed him and felt the firm and hard muscles on his chest with her palm. It was so hot that it felt like it was going to burn her up.
"Have you eaten anything tonight?" Lin Gantang helped him adjust his clothes.
"No." Wen Yanqing's voice was feeble and a little hoarse.
"I'll cook some porridge. You sleep for a while."
