The man lying behind her seemed to be breathing too heavily to be normal.
Breath after breath, it was all messy and lacked a rhythmic tempo.
Nan Zhi could not sleep at all from his heavy breathing.
When she turned, her fingers accidentally brushed against his arm.
Hot.
It was too hot.
Did he have a fever?
Was it because he took a 30 minute cold shower in the bathroom?
"Mu Sihan, are you alright?" The lights were switched off in the room and the curtains were completely closed. She could not see how he looked, and could only sense that he was not asleep.
"Kitten, I don't feel too good."
Since he had downed Lan Yanzhi's alcohol, the slightly aphrodisiac effect combined with the suppression from all of the heat that came with it, clashed within him after the cold shower.
Perhaps it was also because she was sleeping next to him, his mind was completely filled with the thought of wanting her.
