Just when Ning Xixi thought she was definitely going to fall, a crisp scent suddenly came from behind her, and she was tightly held around the waist with great force, pulling her backwards!
"Ning Xixi! Early in the morning, are you seeking death?!" An exasperated voice suddenly rang out, with a wild and domineering tone that clearly belonged to some young master.
Ji Yebai's face was stern, and his eyes were fierce.
Damn it, if he hadn't been sleepless and decided to get up early for morning exercise, would this girl have just fallen down like that?
Ning Xixi's pale lips moved slightly, "Da, Dabai..."
Her weak and hoarse voice reached Ji Yebai's ears, and his eyebrows immediately furrowed, "What's wrong with you?"
The girl's face was abnormally flushed, she looked in pain, and her lips, bitten by herself, were devoid of any color. Her pitiful appearance was heartbreaking.
"It seems I have a fever..." After uttering just a few words, Ning Xixi felt her throat burn as well.
