Although Xu Xia had vomited most of the juice after Leng Zirui's emergency rescue, it was impossible to expel it completely. At this time, the effects of the drug were gradually beginning to take hold, coupled with her inherent closeness to him.
This kind of moonlight, this kind of person... the drug was fermenting in her body multiple times over.
Xu Xia couldn't help but lean closer to Leng Zirui.
They were already very close, and her movement almost brought her face to his.
Feeling the warmth of her breath and seeing the flush on her face, Leng Zirui's heart tensed.
This girl, is she running a fever again?!
He raised his palm and worriedly placed it on her forehead.
Under his palm, Xu Xia's forehead was cool, with no signs of fever.
He raised an eyebrow and moved his hand to lightly touch her face, which was burning hot as if on fire.
