"Nian'er~" Jin Jiuchi drawled on his words as he nuzzled his face against the jade doll's neck like a spoiled child. He tried to inhale the scent he liked the most, but everything became diluted because of his runny nose. He couldn't help but pout in annoyance.
To compensate for that, he hugged the jade doll tighter to himself to mend his broken heart. "Nian'er is so warm, feels good to hug. Are you feeling better now? I hate being sick like this. When will I be able to smell you again, Nian'er?" He gasped in horror when a horrifying thought crossed his mind. "What if my nose stays like this forever, and I can never smell you again?!"
Jin Jiuchi's body temperature was already high to begin with. Now with fever, it felt as if he had turned into a walking kettle on the brink of boiling over. Being enclosed in his embrace was akin to being swathed in a sauna. In a blink of an eye, Shen Nianzu was already sweating buckets.
