"Why is Liang Yu clinging to you? What happened between you two? Pei Zhiyao, aren't you going to explain clearly?"
Although there many impossibilities in their relationship,
she was still filled with a sense of possessiveness towards Pei Zhiyao.
The woman asked, looking forward to Pei Zhiyao's answer.
Yet he swayed his head as he approached, seemingly not in the best state.
"I..."
The man muttered something groggily, and soon Wen Mian sensed something off about it.
"Some things, I'll tell you when we get back, it's not convenient now."
He leaned against Wen Mian.
In the process of their physical touch, Wen Mian indeed felt the man's warmth.
Scalding hot, different from usual.
Wen Mian got up anxiously, but Pei Zhiyao pressed her down.
"Don't move, let me rest for a while."
"What's wrong with you? What happened? You're so hot, do you have a fever? Should I take you to the hospital? Or... should I call the private doctor to come and take a look?"
"No need."
