The Venomous Me

Upon hearing her words, Rushi no longer cared about whose bed she was sleeping in. She quickly pulled over a thin blanket to cover Xie Wan, and then hurriedly twisted her hair.

Li Yu in the outer room lowered his gaze, suddenly set down the book in his hands, and walked towards the inner room.

Rushi, who was in the middle of twisting Xie Wan’s hair, was taken aback and hurriedly explained, “Prince, Miss is feeling very unwell...”

Before she could finish her sentence, she closed her mouth because Li Yu didn’t even look at her. He went straight to the bedside and sat down.

When Xie Wan saw him through the shadow that enveloped her, she immediately smiled at him. Then she took his hand and placed it on her cheek. With a turn, she nestled against his leg, sounding a bit coquettish and complaining, “I’m sick.”

Li Yu lowered his gaze and looked at her, making a faint sound of agreement.

Xie Wan pouted and lightly hummed, “It’s all your fault.”

Li Yu: ...