Chapter 142 Not Feverish, Why the Blushing?

"You two unfortunate lovers," Ye Wan teased with a smile. "He's back, and you're about to leave again. And you even have a pre-arranged marriage with a child. It's truly a path fraught with hardship. I wish you success in confessing your love."

When Gu Yunting pushed the door open, he saw the faint smile on her face, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Wuwuwu," Jiang Yan pleaded, "I'll take your good wishes. But Wan, I'm still so scared. I'm too timid. I'm afraid Senior Chu won't accept me. Will you accompany me when I confess, okay?"

"I don't think that's a good idea," Ye Wan felt that her face brought her convenience, but also not a small amount of trouble. She didn't want to lose her friend Jiang Yan.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Don't worry. If Senior Chu falls in love with you at first sight, then I'll... I'll give him up! Such a superficial person, I don't want him!" Jiang Yan didn't want to be like Jiang Lingyu, who was all about romance.

"No, I meant it would be better to see you after you've successfully confessed." Ye Wan finished speaking, turned over, and saw the man standing at the door. The smile on her face immediately disappeared. She said, "I have something to attend to here. Let's talk later when we meet."

Ye Wan quickly hung up the phone and sat up nervously, blinking. "Something?"

"Can't I come in and see you if there's nothing? Don't forget, this is the Gu residence." Gu Yunting walked in, his expression somewhat displeased.

Smiling so radiantly when on the phone with her classmate, yet looking at him as if he were a terrifying monster. Was he that scary?

"Oh." Ye Wan responded faintly, then lay back down to continue reading. Since he had said that, what else could she say?

Gu Yunting...

He walked over, snatched the book from Ye Wan's hand, tossed it aside, and reached out to pull her into his arms.

Ye Wan quickly pushed him away. "I... my stomach feels a bit uncomfortable."

"If you're good, I'll be gentle," Gu Yunting soothed, gently kissing her eyelashes, her brow, the tip of her nose, and then her somewhat dry lips.

Ye Wan really didn't know how to be "good." She could only clutch his clothes, her eyes closed.

...

Gu Yunting carried Ye Wan to the dining room. The exertion from this battle was still significant. Ye Wan was indeed "well-behaved," leaning on his shoulder, allowing him to hold her. She was utterly exhausted and didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

Moreover, this scoundrel had said he would be gentle, but he had only kept his word at the beginning. Afterward, he was anything but gentle.

"Are you feeling unwell again?" Gu Yunting frowned, looking at the listless woman in his arms, finding it hard to understand why she was always in such pain.

He had seen some things with Jin Lan, and women didn't react like this.

Ye Wan let out a weak hum, completely unwilling to engage with him.

"Why are you so delicate?"

Ye Wan was so angry she wanted to hit him, but she truly lacked the strength. Closing her eyes, she ignored him. When she had no car, she could walk for four or five hours to get back. She didn't consider herself delicate.

"Let's eat first." Gu Yunting brought over a bowl of shredded chicken congee, scooped a spoonful to his lips, blew on it, and then brought it to Ye Wan's mouth.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat." Ye Wan felt incredibly awkward, but she genuinely lacked the energy to eat. Her bones felt like jelly.

"If you don't eat, I don't mind finding another way to feed you." Gu Yunting was about to put the spoon in his own mouth. Ye Wan, realizing how he intended to feed her, immediately bit down on the spoon and ate the porridge herself.