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Hearing Qing Shan's statement, Zhi Ruo did not understand why he said that his fever was because of the soup that Zhi Ruo had made him drink. 

Seeing Qing Shan completely fine she pulled herself towards him, Zhi Ruo did not question him any further as she quietly laid back using his hand as the pillow and turned to look at him.

Zhi Ruo was feeling Qing Shan's hot body under the palms while she worriedly kept on looking at him along with her little moistened eyes making Qing Shan feel something strange in his emotions.

Qing Shan quickly closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down before he kept his hand on Zhi Ruo's eyes trying to cover them from his sight. 

Unable to understand why Qing Shan was behaving weirdly, Zhi Ruo quickly grabbed his hand and pulled it downwards making her fluttering eyelashes brush against his palms following which her eyes filled with questions again kept on looking at him for the answers.