In winter, she seemed particularly prone to fever. Each time a bit of sweat after a nap would do the trick, but her constitution was definitely not strong.
He stood up, stretching his long legs and calmly went upstairs to get medicine.
When he came downstairs with the medicine, she had fallen asleep again.
After a night's sleep, the indoor temperature was twenty-eight degrees, and there was a large furnace beside her. Her clothes were soaked through with a whole night's sweat. The fever had subsided, but she felt sticky and uncomfortable all over. Glancing at the handsome face sleeping beside her, she was momentarily dazed.
Tiptoeing, she climbed out of bed and took her clothes into the bathroom.
The sound of trickling water came from the bathroom, and only then did the person on the bed lift his dark eyelids. He slowly sat up, revealing his sculpted chest, with his messy bangs covering his eyes, hiding his thoughts.
