Pink, romantic bubbles seemed to float in the air between them. They didn't dare to meet each other's gaze, and if their eyes happened to cross, they would instantly dart away.
"Then... well, just tell me, do you really have a cold?" Zhao Nuanyue asked, her head lowered. She was very shy, but her concern won out. "Denying you're sick and avoiding the doctor is a bad idea."
Hua Yusen looked at Zhao Nuanyue's bashful face, and his heart warmed. In this cold winter, at least there was one young woman who cared for him and worried about him.
"I'm really not sick. Put the medicine away," Hua Yusen said. "It may not be expensive, but it's hard to get. You might need it later. I've already cleaned two fish, so what should we make to eat today?"
Even though her face still felt hot, Zhao Nuanyue kept telling herself, 'This is all just so Hua Yusen will protect me and my brother. There are no... other intentions...'
