Honestly, Lu Man wanted him to have a good and comfortable rest.
So since he was sick, she didn't push him away or resist him.
Blushing furiously, Lu Man stretched out her hand to help him unbutton his shirt. Her actions left Han Zhuoli stunned, his face expressing complete disbelief. "You're really taking off my shirt?"
"…" Lu Man gritted his teeth. If he wasn't sick, she really wanted to just abandon him!
Coming out of his stupor, Han Zhuoli hurriedly composed himself, his face revealing his excitement. "Take it off, take it off, take it off."
For the first time in her life, Lu Man was taking off a man's shirt. Even though he was just a sick patient, she still felt uncomfortable.
The heat radiating off his body burnt onto her and Lu Man's hand that was clutching onto his shirt button trembled. It was even taking such a long time to unbutton just one button.
