Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 48 Fever

"Also, it's too stuffy here. I'm not worthy of this place!"

Seeing that Xiao Shen was not willing, Nan Wu quickly hugged his waist, looked at him with pitiful eyes, and lowered her voice as much as possible, "Fourth Master, please bear with it a little longer, five minutes, just give me one more minute, and I promise I'll get him out of here! Otherwise, we'll both look bad, don't you think?"

Xiao Shen, as if thinking of something, raised an eyebrow with a wicked smile. "I can agree, but I have one condition: after this is over, you'll have to do whatever I tell you to do."

"Okay, okay, I agree to everything!" Nan Wu was worried about the situation outside, and she didn't pay attention to what Xiao Shen was saying at all. She just nodded randomly.

outside.

"Rou Rou, believe me, I really didn't share a room with Xiao Wu. Look if you don't believe me!" Xiao Jiayang held up his phone and took pictures of everyone.

Seeing that there was no one else, Jiang Rourou finally felt relieved. "Brother Jiayang, that's really not what I meant. I was just... too worried about you. Haven't you been feeling unwell lately?"

These words made Xiao Jiayang feel uneasy. "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Okay, I still have work to do, you should get some rest too. Call me if you need anything!"

The two shared a reluctant kiss goodbye before hanging up the phone.

Xiao Jiayang turned around and was startled by the person standing behind him. "Xiao Wu, you, when did you come out?"

Nan Wu's face remained as gentle as ever. "Just now, Jia Yang, who called? It sounded like a girl!"

She asked the question on purpose, just to see how Xiao Jiayang would respond.

Xiao Jiayang's guilty conscience was clearly written all over his face. He tried to cover up his unease by drinking water. "Oh, it's my mom. She was just concerned about my work, nothing more."

Nan Wu took in his expression. "It was such a pity that glass of wine was wasted just now, Jia Yang, you don't blame me, do you?"

Thinking of how the glass of wine had been spilled and not a drop was left, Xiao Jiayang was so angry that his teeth itched, but he still maintained a smile on his face. "It's nothing, I'm just glad you're not hurt. Come on, Xiao Wu, the food is getting cold, let me get you some!"

He put his arm around Nan Wu's waist and pressed her down onto a chair, his hands showing no intention of leaving, and it seemed he wanted to take things further.

It was late at night, and the two of them, alone, were very likely to get into trouble. Plus, there was an old man hiding there, so Nanwu planned to finish the job quickly.

His body suddenly swayed.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

Nan Wu clutched her chest, her expression slightly pained. "My chest hurts!"

"Oh, I see. Then I'll take you to the hospital!"

"No need, it's an old problem. I'll be fine after a rest! Sorry Jiayang, I spoiled your fun. Why don't you go back first? I don't need any help here!"

As Nanwu spoke, she pushed the person away.

Go, go, go quickly, or that guy will cause trouble.

"No, Xiaowu, please let me stay and take care of you. I'm worried about you being alone, you..."

"Really, no need. Goodnight, have a good night's sleep!" Nan Wu waved her hand and slammed the door shut the next second.

The smile vanished instantly.

This is way too damn hard.

When he turned around, good heavens, Xiao Shen was already standing beside the coffee table, his tongue pressed against his cheek, looking very intimidating.

Nan Wu's eyes flickered a few times before she stepped forward, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Fourth Master!"

The man glanced down at the food on the table, his expression darkening further.

Realizing this, Nanwu immediately seized the opportunity and said, "I'll just dump it all out right now!"

"Need not!"

Nan Wu: "???"

The man swept the plates off the table with one arm and unbuckled his belt with the other.

This scene caused Nanwu's legs to tighten, leaving her unable to cry or laugh.

"Push your skirt up and lie down!"

"Fourth Master, I'm still in pain, I can't do it!" Nan Wu said softly, hooking her pinky finger around Xiao Shen's and gently shaking it a few times, trying to get him to let her go.

That's the situation, but because the ointment the hospital gave us was so effective, the area was already almost completely healed.

Nan Wu simply didn't want him to cause her any trouble. She had finally recovered, so he couldn't just deny her a day off, could he? The man's large hand pinched her chin, his fingertips slowly caressing that inch of skin.

"Fight poison with poison, don't you know that?"

Nan Wu nearly fell over. How could he have come up with such a ridiculous idea? "How about I use my hand to get it out for you, Fourth Master?"

"Our opponent had no rhythm today!"

"Can……"

"Nan Wu, I promised you I'd do whatever you wanted. Are you trying to kick me while I'm at it?" Xiao Shen's tone became more forceful, carrying a strong sense of danger.

Nan Wu winced in pain, but she was wronged. When had she ever agreed to let her do whatever she wanted? She couldn't remember.

"No, Fourth Master... um..."

Xiao Shen sealed Zhen's lips with his own, a move that was both ruthless and decisive.

Nan Wu was pinned to the back of her head and couldn't struggle free.

He stirred and churned in her world, taking advantage of her every inch and conquering her territory.

Before long, Nan Wu surrendered. Her body was so limp that she could barely hold on by hooking her arms around the man's neck.

I could almost hear the sound of rushing water, the temperature was rising steadily, and my breathing was becoming heavier, disordered, and arrhythmic.

Xiao Shen swept his hand away, and Nan Wu fell onto the table.

Immediately following was the sound of a plate falling.

The man had an unusually high level of energy, and he didn't even pause for breath, torturing Nanwu relentlessly.

This went on for most of the night.

When will you be ready?

"It depends on my mood!"

"But I feel a little unwell."

"You'll feel better in a bit!"

"It's so hot... I'm so hot..."

Xiao Shen's deep eyes narrowed, he stopped what he was doing, and reached out to feel Nan Wu's forehead. "You have a fever!"

The fact that it could cause a fever is quite astonishing even in the entire industry.

Nan Wu vaguely remembered that Xiao Shen carried her to the hospital and even had a female doctor come to examine her.

Doctor: "What happened? Your fever has reached 39 degrees Celsius. Did you catch a cold?"

Xiao Shen immediately retorted, "If we knew the cause of the illness, we could have taken preventative measures. Do you think there are any patients left in this world? If you can't treat patients, just find someone else. Didn't you see how much pain she was in?"

The female doctor immediately began to treat Nanwu.

Nan Wu didn't know how long she had been asleep when she groggily opened her eyes.

In my line of sight, a man with deep-set features was leaning back on the sofa, scrolling through a tablet, one hand supporting his temple. Although he was working, he gave off a relaxed and leisurely vibe.

He's wearing the same clothes as last night. Could it be that he's been keeping watch here all night?

This thought only lasted a few seconds before Nan Wu forcibly dismissed it. She didn't believe Xiao Shen was such a chivalrous person; otherwise, he wouldn't have given her a high fever last night.

It's totally unheard of!

"Cough...cough..."

Nan Wu was about to speak when her throat became extremely dry and hoarse, and her eyes turned red from coughing.

Suddenly a glass of water came into view.

Nan Wu looked up.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her with a mocking smile. "Not bad, still alive and well. Looks like you're quite resilient."

Bah! You bastard, you can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!
(End of this chapter)