Chapter 29 Where is it inconvenient?

Lin Zhiyi, who was able to breathe, was covered in cold sweat and said intermittently, "My, my hand..."

Gong Chen, who suddenly stopped, was panting heavily, a few veins popping on his neck before he managed to prop up his body and lift her hand.

But Lin Zhiyi suddenly flipped over and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

Playing mind games now.

Gong Chen paused, not angry, and simply lay down next to the 'zongzi,' stretching out his hand to hug her and the blanket together.

He lay on his side with his head propped up, whispering huskily into her ear, "How many times can you hide?"

Lin Zhiyi really wanted to retort, but her body simply wouldn't allow it; the effort just now had used up all her remaining clarity.

At that moment, she felt Gong Chen's voice growing more and more distant until she completely fell into darkness.

In the middle of the night, the fever that Lin Zhiyi thought had subsided flared up again, leaving her in a daze.