Su Ye stared at him for a long time, then suddenly stood on her tiptoes and bit his pale, thin lips.
Soon, a deep teeth mark was imprinted on his lips.
Su Ye looked at him, her voice serious.
"This is your punishment. Don't go soaking in ice water again."
Su Qing's eyelashes trembled.
Su Ye looked at him, clenched her fists, and finally spoke.
"I'll worry."
The moment she finished speaking, that repressed, scorching gaze of Su Qing's returned. He no longer hid it, simply staring straight at Su Ye.
He bent down, leaning closer to Su Ye, his voice unusually alluring.
"Benefactor."
Su Ye had a feeling he was about to say something strange again. Before he could, she reached out and covered his mouth.
His dark, burning gaze was fixed on her. Su Ye forced herself to look away and helped support him.
"You have a fever. Let's go back to the bedroom first."
This time, Su Qing was obedient.
The gloomy mood that had been lingering around him gradually dissipated.
