C156 Arrogant

Gu Qishao picked up the thermometer and looked at the temperature of the lamp. From this angle, Maureen could see the stubble that had just sprouted on his chin. He put a cool hand on her forehead. "Thirty-seven eight, Gillian. You're still feverish."

"I want to sleep."

Gu Zhiqiang brought a blanket and wrapped it around her. "Sleep, I'll be right here