"Can you help me go to the bathroom?" Yue Zheng's blue eyes darkened slightly, as if he was a little surprised.
He couldn't believe that Qiao Muer was willing to stay and take care of him.
Now, she even offered to help him to the bathroom.
Yue Zheng had expected what was going to happen in the bathroom, so he was even more surprised.
"What else?" Qiao Muer raised her eyes and stared at the man on the bed. Even though he was sweating, he was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off him.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable? Don't you feel sticky and uncomfortable?"
Although Yue Zheng does not have a serious obsession with mysophobia, he has been pampered since childhood.
Letting him sleep in a sweaty state is not only uncomfortable, but may also be detrimental to his recovery from a cold.
After hearing what Qiao Muer said, Yue Zheng frowned slightly.
He did feel, very uncomfortable.
The sticky feeling all over his body was something he could never tolerate before.
Just now, when he opened his eyes and saw Qiao Muer and heard her voice, he ignored the discomfort in his body.
The man raised his big, bony hand and extended it to Qiao Muer: "Thank you."
Qiao Muer held his hand with a calm expression, and slowly helped Yue Zheng up, letting his entire weight rest on her.
"No need to thank me. You took care of me when I was sick, so it's only natural for me to take care of you now. What's more, I got your disease from you. If Meng Fang and the others come up to take care of you, they will get infected. It's just right for me to come here."
She said this in a calm and cool tone as she helped him towards the bathroom.
The two small hands barely supported Yue Zheng, and the man's tall and slender body was completely pressed on her shoulders. From behind, he almost held her in his arms.
Yue Zheng was only wearing a single piece of soft and comfortable clothing, which was wet with sweat and was now tightly attached to his well-textured skin.
At such a close distance, his tall body pressed against her soft body, and Qiao Muer could easily feel the man's strong yet resilient muscle lines.
Qiao Muer's face was cold, but her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.
It has been a long time since I have been able to spend time with Yue Zheng in such an intimate and peaceful way.
Not only was her entire body leaning against Yue Zheng's, but her delicate body was also surrounded by his familiar scent.
His breath could be smelled, uniquely, with a cool, fragrant scent of male hormones.
The familiarity made Qiao Muer feel at a loss for a moment.
Fortunately, the distance from the big bed to the bathroom is not short.
After Qiao Muer brought Yue Zheng into the bathroom, she let him lean against the wall.
"Take off your clothes first, I'll run you the water, it'll be ready in no time."
Qiao Muer turned her back to Yue Zheng and squatted beside the bathtub to fill it with water.
Doctor Chen specifically instructed that during a cold, only warm water can be used to reduce the temperature and wash away the sweat.
The water temperature should not be too high or too low.
Qiao Muer placed her right hand in the bathtub, keeping an eye on the water temperature.
The bathroom facilities in the villa are top-notch, and the water flows very quickly. In a short while, the warm water fills half of the bathtub.
"Okay, you can come in...ah!" Qiao Muer turned around and unexpectedly saw a perfect male body like an ancient Roman statue without any warning.
The most important thing is that this body is not only naked from the waist up, but also... and... and...
"You... who told you to take off your pants? I only asked you to take off your clothes!" Qiao Muer quickly turned her eyes away, not daring to look directly at the horrible and hideous part.
Yue Zheng... He, doesn’t he have a cold and a high fever
Why, why is that place still so lively!
What on earth is he thinking!
Next chapter around 18:40 (to be continued)