C20 Fever

She didn't think much of it, just barely holding up her weak, sore body and getting off the bed. She opened the shower spray and washed her body with all her might.

The hot water sprayed on her body and she finally recovered some of her senses. But her body was still numb. It was as if the senses of her body no longer belonged to her. She washed and wiped her body apathetically. At least this should wash away some of his scent.

After she finished washing up, Wearing a bathrobe, she fell heavily on the bed.

She really regretted it.

When she heard that her young master wasn't coming back, she shouldn't have been so happy. When she saw the camera, she shouldn't have been so excited.

Her resistance was like an egg smashing a rock. She had no chance of winning. She was too stupid.

She wrapped herself up with the blanket, only exposing her head. Her body was cold and hot at the same time, and she felt extremely strange. She used her brain to carefully recall if the drug from last night had any side effects. However, it shouldn't be like this. Did she have a fever?

She mumbled in a daze. She didn't want to worry about it. She just turned around and fell into a deep sleep.

In a daze, Su Wan only felt hot and thirsty.

She was like a person walking in the desert. She really wanted to drink water, but she also did not have the strength. She had always wanted to turn around, but no matter what, she couldn't move. In the illusion, she seemed to see her brother, her father, and her mother.

She really wanted to sleep. . . She was like a person who had never slept before. No matter how hard she tried, she didn't want to wake up. When she had no other choice but to sleep, she wanted to wake up, but she couldn't.

She felt very uncomfortable. She wanted to scream in a hoarse voice, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Miss Su!" Someone seemed to have picked her up. She staggered and felt very noisy.

Was Bai Mei calling for her?

She weakly opened her mouth and said with difficulty, "Water!"

Immediately, a cup of warm water was passed to her lips. She grabbed the cup and that person's hand and drained the cup of water in one gulp.

Her head seemed to lean on a wide shoulder. A pair of cold hands rested on her forehead.

She felt so cool and comfortable.

She grabbed that hand and pressed it tightly against her forehead, not letting him leave.

That person struggled for a moment. But she tightly hugged that person's ice-cold hand, not willing to let go.

"Go and get a doctor. She has a very bad fever!" A voice that sounded like a cellist rang in her ears. Then, someone answered, "Yes. " Then came the sound of high heels.

In this house, other than herself, Bai Mei was the only one wearing high heels. So the one hugging her was not Bai Mei but the young master?

The dazed Su Wan's body froze and she looked up.

She could only use her red eyes to vaguely see a figure that looked like white porcelain. She only felt that his outline was very clear. As for his facial features, no matter how hard she tried, she could not see them clearly.

"Is it fun for you to torture yourself like this? I think you don't think your lesson last night was enough!" A threatening voice sounded, breaking the silence on the surface.

Su Wan was not afraid at all. She just felt that her body was very hot.

There seemed to be a stove burning inside her body.

She grabbed that cold big hand and pressed it against her face. She placed his hand on her neck, then turned his hand over and placed it on her collarbone.

He seemed to sigh helplessly and wrapped her in the blanket.

Her breathing was a little difficult. She struggled to escape the blanket, but it was to no avail. Thus, she grabbed his cold hand and turned it over. She didn't think too much. She stuffed his hand into her chest.

She could clearly feel the person beside her stiffen. He said in a low voice: "Do you still want to seduce me at this time? Why do you usually pretend to be pure and noble? "

"I don't. " Su Wan coughed a few times before she could finish explaining.

"You don't have to explain. When your fever is better, you can reflect on yourself!" The young master interrupted Su Wan's words.

Su Wan wanted to let go of his hand and push away his embrace. But he stubbornly hugged Su Wan fiercely and did not let go of her.

Su Wan narrowed her eyes and wanted to look at his face. He was so strange. He did not cover himself, he did not have the protection of darkness, and he also did not wear a mask. He actually did not avoid Su Wan's gaze? He was not worried at all that Su Wan would recognize him? Then why did he cover himself previously?

Su Wan widened her eyes and looked at him again.

But no matter how big Su Wan's eyes were, she could not see his appearance clearly.

Her eyes were dry and hot. Besides, there was only one lamp in the room. She didn't know if it was day or night outside. He hugged her sideways. She could only see two-thirds of his body.

The more she tried to see clearly, the more tired her eyes became!

She gave up. He was a true devil, he could control everything.

Su Wan laid down again, exhausted, and lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she was the only one in the room.

In the quiet room, she was the only one lying there.