Xuedie stood quietly in front of his bed, watching him sleeping, and raised the corners of her lips unconsciously.

"Have you seen enough? Do you think I'm handsome?" Qi Ye, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Xuedie was startled, "Have you woken up long ago?"

"I've been awake since you came in." Qi Ye stood up, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and banged her forehead with his hand. Fortunately, it wasn't burned anymore.

But just because of his small gesture, Xuedie's heart softened instantly. Regardless of whether he was serious or not? But this caring moved her.

"You've recovered from your illness, why don't you take a good rest?" Qi Ye's tone was reproachful.

"I want to come over and see if you are dead? If you are dead, I can escape." Xuedie imitated his venomous tone. She was obviously concerned, but she chose to express it in another way.

"Are you willing to run away?" Qi Ye hugged her tightly with both hands, and suddenly turned his head aside in disgust, "It's time you got acquainted with her, your whole body stinks."

"Does it smell bad?" Xuedie smelled it herself. Indeed, she had not taken a shower for several days. Seeing his mysophobia, she said mischievously: "I like this smell very much, it smells so good." After that, she said,

He made an intoxicated look.

"Does it smell good?" Qi Ye asked seriously.

Xuedie looked at him warily. Based on her understanding of him, his question had profound meaning, so she did not dare to answer easily.

"Do you like smelling it?" There was a smirk on his lips.

"This is my own business, I refuse to answer." She wanted to know what his intention was?

Qi Ye suddenly stretched out his feet, "I haven't washed them for several days. The smell is definitely much better than yours. Do you want to try it?"

"No, you're perverted." Xuedie immediately covered her mouth with her hands.

Haha, Qi Ye laughed and pinched her little nose with his hand, "Don't play tricks on me next time, I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

"Really." Xuedie glanced at him angrily, feeling that she was just looking at him unnecessarily, and pressed her arm hard against his chest.

Ah! He immediately screamed in pain, covering his chest with his hands, and his face was twisted and tangled together.

"How are you? Are you injured again?" Xuedie immediately became nervous. How could she forget that he was injured?

"Pain." He spat out the word with a look of pain on his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I'm going to find the doctor." Xuedie said and walked out.

But his arm was grabbed by him, "It's no use even if the doctor comes, just give me a gentle massage and it will feel better." After saying that, he put her hand on his chest.

Xuedie looked at him doubtfully, was he real or fake? Forget it, she treated him as real and carefully rubbed his chest, for fear that she would accidentally hurt him again.

Seeing her serious look, Qi Ye suddenly lowered his head and pecked her lips, with a smile on his lips, "You still care about me." This discovery made him quite proud.

"Can you be more serious?" Xuedie glared at him and wanted to punch him, but she held back because she didn't want him to get hurt. He was used to teasing.

"How can I be serious? Am I not serious?" Qi Ye held her chin with his frivolous hand, "Come on, give me a smile."
Chapter completed!