Perhaps I will fall in love

The pure cotton fabric absorbs sweat, so it doesn't feel sticky.

Silk, though luxurious, doesn't absorb sweat.

Ye Anqi was surprised by his attentiveness and thoughtfulness.

Impossible, could this person be Ya Shitian?

She stood up, holding the pajamas, "You can go rest now, I'll go to sleep after I change."

Ya Shitian didn't move to leave, his lips curling in mischief: "I've seen every inch of your body. Hurry up and change."

"I just meant that you can go rest." Ye Anqi raised an eyebrow.

"This is my room."

"I'm sick."

"So what?"

"I might infect you with my germs."

Ya Shitian arrogantly said, "You think I'd be afraid of a mere cold virus?"

"You're of noble status..."

"Enough, stop beating around the bush. If you don't start changing, I don't mind helping you."

Ye Anqi fell silent for a second, then began changing her clothes. She was certain that if she didn't, he truly would help her himself.

She was sick now; he probably wouldn't do anything beastly to her.