"Why are you sitting here shirtless in this freezing winter? Besides, it's not that hot in the room," Chu Qingxue said, startled to see Ye Chenfeng drinking alone with his upper body exposed when she returned.
"Hmm? You're not sick, are you?"
Witnessing such a strange scene, Chu Qingxue couldn't help but touch Ye Chenfeng's forehead, but his temperature was normal.
"No, you're not. What exactly is going on with you?" Chu Qingxue was puzzled.
Ye Chenfeng didn't speak; he merely gulped down a bottle of liquor.
After a burp, he said, "Look at my back, see if there's anything there?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qingxue carefully examined Ye Chenfeng's back, then shook her head, "No, nothing at all."
Ye Chenfeng pursed his lips, then let out a wild roar, pounding his fists angrily against his own body.
"What are you doing?" The sudden scene startled Chu Qingxue, especially seeing Ye Chenfeng so furious.
"Now take a look at my back again?" Ye Chenfeng asked.
