Han Mingyue’s mind went ’buzz’ in an instant! He only dared to sneak a peek before quickly turning his gaze away! And he whispered sternly, "Put your hands down!"
"Oh!" Having been closely examining her own belly, Zhen Yu obediently released her hands, and her pajamas gently fell, covering her beautiful abs.
Just as Han Mingyue was about to breathe a sigh of relief from hearing her agree, Zhen Yu looked up and said, "I’ve put my hands down, now you lift yours up and let have a look!"
Han Mingyue’s face turned red instantly! Without thinking, he whispered a firm, "No!"
"Why?" Zhen Yu was puzzled and explained, "Zhen Yan has shown his!"
A wave of jealousy surged in Han Mingyue’s heart!
"You’re not allowed to look at his anymore!"
"Then you should show yours!"
Zhen Yu’s response was so smooth! It choked Han Mingyue up, leaving him stuttering and at a loss for words! In the end, he could only say, "...Aren’t you going to the toilet?!"
"Ah? Oh!" His remark reminded Zhen Yu of her urge to pee! She hurriedly muttered as she rushed into the toilet. "Wait till I’m done and you show ! I really suspect you’ve been secretly training behind my back..."
—
In fact, Zhen Yu guessed right! Han Mingyue had indeed been training, but it wasn’t exactly in secret.
The whole thing started when Han Mingyue’s roommate Jia Ming was mocked while playing basketball, so he ca back to the dorm and suddenly declared he wanted to work out! He even insisted on dragging all his roommates to join him.
At first, everyone was worn down by his nagging and had no choice but to accompany him.
But later, they all gradually slacked off.
Only Han Mingyue figured it’s just a matter of doing so push-ups and sit-ups before lights out each night, and it wouldn’t take much ti... so he consistently stuck with it.
—
Han Mingyue sat alone on the living room sofa, lost in thoughts, while Zhen Yu was busily going in and out.
By the ti she ca out of the bathroom after her shower, half an hour had passed.
Seeing her walking towards him, Han Mingyue snapped back to reality and stood up abruptly!
"Are you hungry? Change your clothes and let’s go out to eat! Also, do you not have a thermoter at ho?"
"I’m hungry! I’ll just make sothing to eat myself in a bit!" After answering twice, Zhen Yu threw herself into the sofa, posing lazily and asked, "Why do you need a thermoter? You don’t seem to have a fever?"
Han Mingyue leaned over to try her forehead again, feeling the temperature wasn’t high before dropping his hand.
"Don’t you feel unwell? I heard you coughing, you better check your temperature!"
"Oh." Suddenly stretching and yawning, Zhen Yu ntioned, "I want so water."
"I’ll get it for you!" responded Han Mingyue imdiately.
As he turned and walked to the kitchen,
Zhen Yu quickly took the opportunity to fish out the thermoter from her bag and shook it out of its plastic case! After a couple of shakes and taking a look, the rcury stopped at 38 degrees!
She doesn’t know who last had a fever and didn’t shake it down.
Shake it two more tis, take another look, still 38 degrees!
What the heck?!
Shake it again! Look again!
After shaking it three tis and it still didn’t drop below 37 degrees, Zhen Yu was irritated...
This damn thing is too freaking hard to shake!
Just waking up early felt sticky all over, and without eating or drinking, I just took a shower, and now I am totally drained! I don’t have the energy to deal with it! Zhen Yu simply raised her hand and threw the thermoter forcefully onto the sofa!
To hell with this! I’m not taking my temperature anymore!!
When Han Mingyue ca back with a cup of warm water, she just saw her childish behavior, and couldn’t help but laugh: "What’s the matter with you? Why are you throwing the thermoter around?"
"This crappy thing! It’s useless!" Zhen Yu said bitterly, and grabbed the cup of water, gulping it all down in one go! After drinking, she let out a sigh, "Ah..."
Now that my throat is not dry and my stomach isn’t empty, I feel much better.
"I want to get sothing to eat, do you want to eat with ?" Zhen Yu asked without moving.
"No, I had breakfast before I ca here." Han Mingyue replied while vigorously shaking the thermoter, "What are you going to make? Do you need any help?"
"No need! I’ll just fry an egg... never mind! I’ll just have so instant noodles instead!" Zhen Yu finally shifted from a slumped to a sitting position, stretched her feet onto the ground and slipped on her slippers.
"Then let make it for you! I can fry the egg too." Han Mingyue held Zhen Yu’s shoulder and presented the thermoter to her: "asure your temperature first."
"Oh." Zhen Yu took the thermoter with one hand and started unbuttoning her pajamas with the other.
Han Mingyue’s temple vein almost popped, and she imdiately held Zhen Yu’s hand!
Zhen Yu was startled and looked up at him confusedly: "What are you doing?!"
Han Mingyue, face flushed, retorted: "What are you doing?!!"
"Taking my temperature! Isn’t that what you asked?" Zhen Yu earnestly replied.
"Just put it directly inside your collar!"
"That’s too troubleso! It’s not like I’m not wearing anything underneath."
"..."
Han Mingyue embarrassingly and silently released Zhen Yu’s hand.
Then he watched as she unbuttoned the first button of her pajamas, revealing the thin white straps inside... and a rounded shoulder.
——
Han Mingyue intentionally stayed in the kitchen a little longer, feeling it was about ti Zhen Yu was done taking her temperature before he ca out with a bowl of prepared noodles.
Sure enough, Zhen Yu was already checking the thermoter, her pajama buttons neatly done up.
"What’s the temperature? Drink this first, then I’ll go fry so eggs for you."
"Um... 37.8 degrees, just fry one egg!" Zhen Yu’s voice was even hoarser than before.
"Alright! You have a slight fever! Where did you find the thermoter? Is there any cold dicine with it?"
"Yes, I seem to rember there is so Cold-FX powder. You go fry the egg; I’ll find the dicine myself."
"Okay! Take the dicine after eating the egg!"
"Got it."
Once Han Mingyue left, Zhen Yu rummaged through the commonly used dications in the space and laid them out on the coffee table, then began to pick through the bottles and jars.
——
After a satisfying al and taking her dicine, Zhen Yu was still slumped on the sofa, not wanting to move! Even when Han Mingyue suggested she go back to bed, she refused to budge. Han Mingyue had no choice but to follow her command and went to the bedroom to fetch a thin blanket for her.
He had just sat down a person’s distance away when Zhen Yu called him, "Han Mingyue, co here."
Her voice was almost entirely hoarse...
Han Mingyue thought she was feeling unwell, quickly moved next to her and asked with concern: "Are you feeling very uncomfortable? Is it a headache? Or is your throat hurting too much? Maybe I can go ho and ask my dad,"
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