Her Care And Tenderness

Looking at Duan Yixin's peaceful sleeping face, Xuan Ruiquan smiled and reached out to gently brush the hair from her cheek. He stared at her for a long time before he saw her eyelashes move slightly. The next second, Duan Yixin woke up and groaned softly.

She rubbed her stiff neck, moved her body, and then yawned sleepily. Just as she was stretching her body, she heard deep laughter coming from the bed.

"Good morning." A deep man's voice came from beside her.

Listening to his deep and slightly hoarse voice, Duan Yixin turned around and saw Xuan Ruiquan looking at her with a smile. She was a little embarrassed to be caught doing those stretching poses, so Duan Yixin coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment.

After she controlled her emotions, she reached out and touched his forehead and said, "Your fever is gone. How do you feel now?"