Getting Hotter

Bai Yeqing's thoughts were unclear and there seemed to be a layer of smoke blurring his vision. However, her flustered and shy look was clearly inked into his eyes.

Different from the first time he saw her, where she was like a little cat that would scratch others, she looked like a pure rabbit now.

"Are you scared?" he asked with a weak voice yet full of provocation.

She rushed him. "Faster close your eyes!"

Bai Yeqing strangely felt that she looked a little funny. He pursed his lips before closing his eyes.

"Woman, be careful. Don't touch around!" Bai Yeqing opened his eyes, and he had urged her using a deep gaze.

Xia Xingchen's face turned red and gritted her teeth before indignantly saying, "What's wrong with that? It's not as if I didn't touch it before…"

When she said that, she saw a slight keen of interest in his eyes and felt distressed that she should not have said those words.

What was she even saying!?

Bai Yeqing squinted his eyes, which then had a glint of playfulness. "That is why I said it wasn't just you who remembered the pain from five years ago…"

"…" Xia Xingchen's face flushed red.

It was already late in the evening and he still had time to talk about things from five years ago!

"Seeing as you're still so energetic, I guess you're not that badly hurt," she murmured.

Bai Yeqing closed his eyes and kept quiet. Xia Xingchen gritted her teeth and wiped his body with alcohol.

Her fingers trembled and stiffened up.

The man was not any better.

His breathing became heavy again.

He squinted his eyes once more. "Why do I feel like my fever didn't subside at all, and instead, became worse?"

Xia Xingchen felt embarrassed.

Not only did he think his fever worsened, but… she felt her body getting hotter as well!

"Mister President…" She licked her dry lips. "If you continue to pull me, you may feel even hotter…"

Not only that, but he could also even pass the fever to her.

Bai Yeqing looked at her with a flaming gaze while his expression was indiscernible. But in the end, he slowly let go of her hand.

Xia Xingchen quickly got up and wiped away the sweat on her forehead. By then, she was already panting heavily.

She felt a little uneasy as she continued to stare at him. Hence, she bent her head down and packed her things as she said, "Erm… Rest for a while. I will take your temperature later."

He mumbled a 'hmm' as a reply. As he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

Xia Xingchen packed the things and carefully pulled the blanket over him. As she glanced at his red complexion from the fever, she felt worried.

Tonight, she had to stay by his side and could not find the time and will to sleep.

She was worried.

But Xia Xingchen dared not to ponder about the real reason she was so worried for him.

After she was done packing, Chi Weiyang called her. Afraid that she might wake him up, she covered the speaker and proceeded outside to answer the call.

"Xia Xingchen, tell me, what are you doing?"

Chi Weiyang shouted, "Are you under a spell? You have worked so hard for today's examination, so how could you not take the test? Tell me, what reason do you have!?"

Xia Xingchen received yells on her end until her nerves jumped out and her skin went numb. When she thought about it, it really was a pity.

Many people wished to have that job.

As she thought about her hard work, she still felt a little sad.

"Forget it, since things have come to this point, I… will find another job."

"Reason!"

"…" Xia Xingchen looked at the closely shut door of the room. "I have a friend… he suddenly got sick and it's serious. So, I have to take care of him."

"A friend? Is it a boy?"

"…Hmm."

"The one who lives under the same roof as you?"

"…Actually, it is just because of some reason that we had no choice but to live together and if anything, we aren't close."

"If you are not that close, would you have the guts to give up such a good job opportunity just because he is sick? Even so, does he not have a family? Why does he need you—an acquaintance—to take care of him?"

Chi Weiyang's words were also something Xia Xingchen could not comprehend.

He had maids and a butler who had followed him for at least ten years, and yet he chose not to trust them and instead chose her—someone technically a stranger to him…

Why?

Did he trust her?

But… such feelings of trust indeed felt nice.

Xia Xingchen pouted. "It's useless to say anything now."

"It is indeed useless. You are the only one who was not accepted."

She had expected it.

Moreover… even if she was accepted, she still had to take care of him for these few days and that would mean she could not go to work. Now, at least, it saved her the need to take a leave.

Chi Weiyang could not understand her actions at all, but she never probed further. The two of them casually talked for a while before hanging up the call.

Xia Xingchen pushed the door open and looked into the room. She saw that he was still sleeping and heaved a sigh of relief before proceeding to the kitchen.

She wanted to see what she could cook for him to nourish his body.

The kitchen was packed with fresh ingredients.

Xia Xingchen was a little famished and cooked some noodles for herself. As she ate, she thought about the dishes she could cook for him.

He was badly hurt, so he definitely has to eat something light.

But he was so picky about his food. She, on the other hand, only knew how to cook some simple home-cooked dishes, and I left her pondering whether or not he would like it.

Xia Xingchen pondered for a moment before deciding to prepare a bowl of chicken porridge for him in the end. He could eat it once he woke up.