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"How cold?" Chu Heng reached out to touch her forehead and found that she had a low fever. "I'll go find a doctor."

"No. Ah Heng, I don't want to leave your arms." Ye Muyu reached out and grabbed him. Her fair and tender cheeks rubbed against his neck.

"Be good. You have to see a doctor if you're sick. I'll be back in a while, okay?" Chu Heng lifted her chin and kissed her.

Ye Muyu lowered her head and buried her face in his arms. "Blow out the lights."

"Ah Yu…" Chu Heng frowned. Just as he was about to call the doctor, he heard the girl's soft voice in his arms." I want to hug you."

"Ah Yu… Do you know what you're saying?" Chu Heng felt his entire body heat up because of her words. He had long known that he had no power to resist Ye Muyu. Naturally, a casual word from her could affect him.

"Blow out the lights." Ye Muyu's lips were white, and her voice was soft and tender.