Fuck—
Huo Jingting cursed softly, his arousal mostly extinguished by the disturbance.
All the passion and tenderness also got interrupted, and Gu Nanqiao hazily came back to herself, her blurry gaze fixating on him.
His bare upper body entered her field of vision, still exuding a layer of sweat, shimmering with desire.
Huo Jingting reached over her head with his arm, his face clouded as he went for his phone.
Gu Nanqiao frowned slightly, wondering how she had just been out of it and gotten eaten by him.
And, it seemed she had even actively responded to him...
She pushed away his hand that was still on her chest, feeling somewhat stifled in her heart, wanting to dodge away, but helpless under his weight, she could not move, so she had to just obediently listen to him answering the call.
The person on the other end of the phone must have said something, as Huo Jingting's previously impatient expression instantly turned anxious, "How could he suddenly get a fever?"
