Bo Qing couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips as he saw the woman's forehead still sweating. He carefully wiped the sweat off Bo Huan's forehead with a towel from his backpack.
Outside the cave, the rain was still pouring down.
Bo Qing looked at the rain outside the cave, his gaze deep.
Hmm... being able to be alone with her so quietly is a great opportunity.
If possible, he hoped the rain outside would keep falling, on and on, until the end of time...
...
In the first half of the night, Bo Huan took some fever medicine and kept sweating.
In the second half of the night, Bo Huan felt particularly cold again.
"Cold... so cold..."
Bo Huan mumbled about the cold, her mind in a daze, unwilling to wake up. Soon, she was swept up by strong arms and enveloped in a warm embrace.
Bo Huan: "..."
So warm.
Instinctively, Bo Huan snuggled deeper into the man's embrace.
It felt like a warm harbor, and she wanted to indulge in the man's arms.
Unable to extricate herself.
