Qin Muchuan's face soured, though he didn't originally harbor any homicidal feelings, they were exacerbated by her antics.
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" He asked, discontentedly.
Lin Xiangwan feigned ignorance, blinking twice in a row. "Purpose? Your body feels so hot. Should I get a thermometer to measure your temperature?"
"No need!" he hissed between gritted teeth.
"Then I'll get you some antipyretic!"
"No need!"
"Should I call an ambulance(120) for you?"
"You keep playing this game with me!" Qin Muchuan snapped.
Lin Xiangwan wore an innocent look. "Playacting? When did I ever do that?"
He grabbed her wrist, pulling her back to the bed. "Are you denying me of it?"
"Yes!" Lin Xiangwan stood her ground, gritting her teeth fiercely.
"What's wrong with you? If you're not feeling well, you can talk about it!" Qin Muchuan tried negotiating with her!
