Chapter 149: Be Good, Open Up

Chapter 149: Be Good, Open Up

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The door opened with a “creak”.

The handsome and elegant actor raised his eyebrows at the group of people standing by the door.

“Morning.” He lazily said as he casually greeted them. “You must be tired, come in.”

Several pairs of slippers had been left at the entrance as the boys from Sea7 timidly entered the door and changed their shoes. They then formed a neat row sitting on the sofa, organized and well behaved.

Outside the door.

Cooly, Xiang Qi asked, “Yo, where’s that woman?”

Shi Sui crossed his arms. Without speaking, he stared at Xiang Qi.

“…”

Under his gaze, Xiang Qi silently took off his glasses and reluctantly addressed him. “Brother Shi.”

Ever since he was young, Xiang Qi could cross anyone, except for Shi Sui.

Shi Sui nonchalantly responded with a ‘mhm’.

Xiang Qi couldn’t help but ask. “Where’s Xiang Yi? Is she a pig, still asleep at this hour.”

Shi Sui was indifferent. “You look at the time.”

Xiang Qi looked down at his watch… it was only seven in the morning…

Heh? He had waited several minutes after dawn to leave, how was this still so early?

“Go sit down.” Shi Sui said. Immediately after, he felt something was wrong.

The little bunny had a regular schedule, sleeping early and waking up early. She also had the habit of exercising in the morning; she should be up by now.

“Meow! Meow meow!!” He felt Xiao Naofu grab onto the hem of his trousers, dragging him toward Xiang Yi’s room.

Shi Sui felt his heart skip a beat. Without thinking of how improper it was to be entering a girl’s room, he pushed the door open.

The room was decorated differently from the guest room. It has a warm theme, with furniture made of untreated wood. Strewn everywhere were plushies of rabbits and other rabbit paraphernalia, and a row of lush and healthy green plants lined up the windowsill.

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Xiao Naofu’s legs were short; it attempted to jump several times before landing on the bed, tapping its paws on Xiang Yi’s pillow.

It had been sleeping on the pillow next to Xiang Yi, but when it woke up, it realized her face was abnormally red and her cheeks were hot to the touch.

Humans were very fragile and could die from a disease. Thinking of this possibility, Xiao Naofu burst into tears.

It didn’t want the stupid woman to die.

Shi Sui raised his hand to take her temperature, frowning.

She has a fever.

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“What? Sis is sick? Is it serious? Should we call 120…”

Shi Sui was scrummaging through the medicine cabinet in the living room as the seven boys from Sea7 looked on in worry.

Even Xiang Qi had stopped shaking his leg, nervously licking the corners of his mouth.

“I called the family doctor. He said to eat some anti-fever medicine, and if it persists, he will come over.”

The steady voice calmed everyone in the room.

Digging out the medicine box with his slender fingers, Shi Sui raised his eyes at Xiang Qi. “Can you administer the medicine?”

Just now he had been in a hurry, but after calming down, he realized it wasn’t appropriate for him to give her medicine when her brother was present.

He had underestimated Xiang Qi’s fragile ego. The man crossed his legs and raised his chin. “Who wants to feed her. I’m not going!”

They haven’t reconciled yet, and that woman hadn’t sweetly called him big brother and asked for forgiveness yet. He wasn’t going to give in first!

“…” Shi Sui was speechless. He didn’t quite trust the female staff members of the crew, so he ended up entering Xiang Yi’s room and personally giving her the meds.

Xiang Yi was in a feverish state of confusion, feeling dazed at the pair of powerful and warm hands that supported her back. A muted voice coaxed, “Be good, open up.”

Compliantly, she ate the medication.

The next second.

The water droplets at the corner of her lips were wiped away by pale fingertips.

The staggering lights and shadows in front of her suddenly became clear. Once her gaze focused, her eyes were met with a pair of eyes as deep as the ocean.

In a soft and nasal voice, she mustered, “Heh… zaizai?”