Even If She was the Last Woman on Earth

Qi Shenbai frowned and reached out to touch the rash, but that only made it even itchier.

Sighing softly, he took off his pajamas and changed into a turtleneck cashmere sweater. The collar of the sweater was just enough to cover the rash on his neck.

When he returned to his room with two cups of warm milk, Xu Jiaojiao had already chosen a movie and was sitting obediently on the sofa, waiting for him.

She was a little curious to see that he had changed clothes. "Are you very cold?"

Qi Shenbai let out an indistinct "Mm-hmm".

"Then I'll turn up the temperature!" Xu Jiaojiao said as she reached for the remote control.

Just as Qi Shenbai was about to turn her down, he heard her mutter softly, "It is kinda cold." As a result, he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Xu Jiaojiao chose an artsy film that had just been released last month. The lines were very obscure, and the plot was trashy. It was overall just dizzyingly boring.