Anning raised her head, and due to his fever, Yu Zexiao's fair complexion had a faint blush, coupled with his face that was even more beautiful than a woman's—it was just like an exquisitely beautiful landscape painting!
She had been by his side for more than a month, and apart from that absurd night, there was only the day in the cleaning room when they couldn't help but squeeze together. Even later, when Yu Zexiao accidentally clicked on that trashy post, setting off a love-action film, the two of them merely held each other loosely.
Not like now, where her entire body had fallen into his embrace, her arm even hooked around his neck! He was not wearing clothes, and because of the fever, his body temperature was a bit high. The heat from his skin could even penetrate her clothes and transfer onto her!
The bathroom had a heater on, and in the soft yellow light, the sharply defined curves of his face seemed to soften under the glow, becoming as lustrous and tender as jade.
