Romantic? Maybe (2)

Xuan Yi had barely started before Feng Wu cast a stern look at him. Her tone was emotionless. "Mention him again and you're out of here."

Xuan Yi's mouth fell open.

He had to change the subject to Yu Mingye. "How's he doing?"

By that, he meant: when can you leave this tent?

A certain guy would never lighten up if she stayed here in the tent…

Feng Wu frowned and shook her head. "His temperature won't go down and he's in critical condition. I have to stay here tonight to look after him."

Tonight?

As in, a whole night?

Xuan Yi's face darkened.

"Problem?" Feng Wu frowned.

"How about I stay here tonight?"

"Do you know how to treat him?"

"No…"

"Then what good can you do?"

Xuan Yi's mouth fell open.

The girl was so relentless.