I Really Didn't Wash My Feet Last Night

They'd slept together three times. She had never been so resistant.

She had let him in even when he had been stabbed, but even kissing was disgusting to her now.

What should he do if he couldn't kiss her?

"No. I haven't recovered from my seasickness yet, and I may have caught a cold."

Gu Bailu didn't understand why she was nauseated when Feng Qingtian forced her.

Having learned medical arts from her master, she knew that she was neither pregnant nor had a cold.

However, Feng Qingtian would be angry if she told him the truth. She could only lie to him for now.

Feng Qingtian looked better. He touched her forehead. It was quite cold.

He squatted and took off Gu Bailu's shoes, only to discover that they were wet.

She had been walking around in these shoes?

Feng Qingtian pulled a long face. "Why didn't you tell me that your shoes were wet?"

He held her feet and frowned at the coldness.