The temperature on Yan Yichen's forehead was still very high, but it was not as hot as just now, thinking that the antipyretic medicine just now had an effect, Meng Yi'er breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, only a few seconds, Meng Yi'er was about to withdraw her slender hand, but her hand had just left his forehead, and suddenly her wrist was grabbed.

The high fever made Yan Yichen's consciousness a little blurred, and he vaguely felt that someone had been taking care of him, but it felt like a dream, in a daze, he felt a pair of soft and boneless little hands gently touching his chest, waist and abdomen, and the tips of those fingers were slightly cold, causing Yan Yichen to tremble in his heart wherever he went.

That feeling was the feeling he had in his memory, the faint fragrance on her body, and the familiar fragrance in his memory, the fragrance that he never forgot.

The pain and burning in his body made Yan Yichen unable to move, and the dizziness of his mind also made his eyelids heavy and unable to open them. It wasn't until he felt the little hand touch him gently again just now, that he felt the pain in his body lessen a little, and he had the strength to grasp the soft and slightly cool little hands.

Meng Yi'er was so frightened by his sudden movements that her whole body stiffened, and she suddenly lowered her head and met Yan Yichen's deep and fiery eyes.

"Are you awake?" Meng Yi'er paused for a moment, and then showed surprise.

Either way, it's good to wake up.

Compared to turning a blind eye to knowing that he was sick, at least now she wouldn't have a troubled conscience.

Yan Yichen saw the person in front of him clearly, his face was gloomy, and seeing the surprise on his pretty face when he woke up made him feel extremely good, and he forgot about the pain and discomfort in his body for a while.

Sure enough, it was her!

Seeing her worried and anxious for him, even if it was only for a moment, he felt satisfied and happy.

Yan Yichen didn't speak for a long time, looking at Meng Yi'er with hot and misty eyes, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, Meng Yi'er didn't know what he was thinking. The hot temperature on his hand quickly spread from her wrist to her limbs, and Meng Yi'er subconsciously wanted to break free from the control of her wrist.

Yan Yichen felt her struggle, and before she could react, she pulled her hand hard, Meng Yi'er was originally bent over looking at him, it was difficult to control her balance, and she was so hard to be taken by him, Meng Yi'er screamed in horror, and the whole person lay on Yan Yichen's body without reservation.

Yan Yichen hooked the corners of his lips, smiled softly, and quickly grabbed her slender waist with his big hand, not allowing her to escape, his cheek was close to her neck, greedily absorbing the fragrance on her body.

Yan Yichen thought about it, it was rare to have such a moment, whether it was a dream or a reality, he didn't want to let her go.

Meng Yi'er felt each other's strong heartbeats, his hot breath blowing on her neck, and the hot body temperature on his body came through Meng Yi'er's thin clothes, causing Meng Yi'er to tremble.

Yan Yichen watched her fair and delicate face and neck gradually dyed a faint pink, her dark eyes flickered, and her red lips opened slightly, only feeling that her heart was rippling, her body was tight, and she slowly swelled somewhere, clamoring to possess her fiercely.

Suddenly, Meng Yi'er's head was grabbed and pressed by Yan Yichen, and then his hot lips pressed tightly.

Meng Yi'er was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and her brain was blank, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Yan Yichen had kissed her deeply, greedily absorbing her beauty.

This dead man took advantage of her again!

She took good care of him, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to take advantage of her.

Disgusting!

"Yan Yichen, you, you let go of me-" Meng Yi'er was taken out of her breath by his frenzied kiss, and could only protest intermittently, struggling to get up from him.

Yan Yichen frowned in displeasure, grabbed her hand, and pressed her firmly under her with a turnover, making her unable to move.