He should have sent her back to her room, but when he reached the door, he changed his mind and carried her to his own bedroom.
She was in a deep sleep and didn't notice anything.
When her back touched the soft mattress, she instinctively curled up and nestled deeper into the bed like a little kitten.
Lu Jihan's lips curved into a slight smile.
Then, he covered her with a blanket.
He turned and went to the bathroom, took a hot shower, and as he was drying his hair with a towel, he vaguely heard the sound of a woman murmuring from the bed.
Walking over to take a look, he found the woman on the bed furrowing her brow.
Somehow, the blanket had been kicked off, and she kept tossing and turning, with a pained expression on her face.
"What's this woman doing?"
Lu Jihan muttered, approaching to feel her forehead.
Upon touching it, he discovered she had a mild fever.
Damn it! Why did she have to get a fever now?
He cursed softly, but he couldn't just leave her be.
