"You've gotten so hot and you're still not feverish?"
Ye Nuanxi couldn't believe she had a fever, and neither could Huo Beichen. It had only been a little over half an hour; how could a normal person become like this so quickly? "What did you do in this half hour?"
"I didn't do anything, just took a bath, that's all!"
And it was just a quick shower at that; she didn't even soak in the bath, "Then I changed into different clothes!"
Could it be that the clothes were too embarrassing, making her blood boil with shyness? No way, right? Getting a fever from embarrassment? How could that be possible—she had slept with men and given birth to children; surely her skin wasn't that thin?
"What clothes did you change into?"
Huo Beichen instinctively reached out to pull her bathrobe aside. Seeing his actions and recalling Little Xingchen's confident words, as well as that "Auntie Keke" comment, a bad premonition rose in her heart. "Let me have a look!"
"No!"
