He suddenly discovered that Xia Pengpeng's hand had become warm, unnaturally so.
He hurriedly checked her forehead and found that her temperature was somewhat elevated.
Was she running a fever?
"Pengpeng... Pengpeng?" he called out twice more.
Xia Pengpeng's lips moved slightly, letting out a soft moan of pain.
Suddenly, Xia Pengpeng stretched her hand out from under the covers, leaving half of her shoulder completely exposed.
Ji Shaoyang immediately tightened the blanket around her.
"Hot, so hot..."
Xia Pengpeng's body was moving restlessly.
The bedding could be kicked off at any moment.
Ji Shaoyang held Xia Pengpeng's body tightly!
What on earth had Xia Wen done to Pengpeng?
Ji Shaoyang looked at Xia Pengpeng's state, her mind seemed muddled, her cheeks flushed with fever, brows tightly knotted, her eyes still shut.
She probably didn't even know what she was doing!
Xia Wen's words kept surfacing in his mind, making him agitated.
