Seeing Leander's anxious expression, Qiong Xing slowly raised both of his hands toward him.
Leander seemed to understand what he meant and immediately pulled him into a tight hug.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. Having you here makes me feel very reassured," Qiong Xing said softly.
Beastmen rarely got sick, so they did not keep medicine in the house.
Because of that, Leander had been feeling depressed since he could not really do anything to help.
"When I feel better, maybe I'll cook one of your favorite meat dishes, Leander. Cari was worried too, so I might make something sweet for him as well," Qiong Xing suggested.
"Yeah. I'll look forward to it. So get better soon," Leander replied.
Wrapped in Leander's arms, Qiong Xing felt comforted by Leander's warm body temperature.
As the sleepiness returned again, he gently closed his eyes.
"Good night, Qiong Xing. My precious mate," Leander whispered.
