"Young master, what are you doing? Let me go."
Shangxue frowned, struggling.
Xie Mingyu is behaving so strangely now; even his breath feels scorching hot.
Is he having a fever?
"Young master, you're having a fever. I'll call a doctor immediately... ah..."
Shangxue was anxious to get up, but before she could finish her words, Xie Mingyu pulled her back forcefully, making her fall onto him.
Immediately afterward, Xie Mingyu blocked her lips.
Shangxue: "..."
What's going on?
She widened her eyes in disbelief, feeling bouts of pain from her lips.
Xie Mingyu didn't know how to kiss; he had never kissed before.
He could only nibble instinctively like a little puppy.
Shangxue's lips were in pain from his biting, and his teeth accidentally knocked onto them, causing her to wince from the pain and push him away.
"Shangxue, I'm uncomfortable," Xie Mingyu whined like a child.
Only then did Shangxue realize his eyes were dazed, and his face was abnormally red.
