Accusations of not wanting to marry: The prosecutor pressed him relentlessly.

Fang Youxi was so busy that she didn't have time to check her phone. By the time she saw the missed calls and the WeChat messages from Mu Wangbei, it was already past 8 p.m.

I immediately made a phone call back.

Mu Wangbei stubbornly refused to take fever-reducing medicine and took a nap on the sofa in a daze.

My voice was hoarse when I answered the phone: "Feed~"

"I've been in a meeting and haven't checked my phone. Why do you have a fever? Did you take any medicine?"

"I don't have any fever reducers at home, but it's okay, I'll be fine after a nap."

"What's the temperature now? Have you taken it?"

Mu Wangbei propped himself up, feeling dizzy and lightheaded: "I didn't take any measurements, I'm feeling lightheaded."

Fang Youxi checked the time: "I'll go buy you some medicine. Did you eat tonight? Do you want me to bring you something to eat?"

"Okay." Mu Wangbei felt he had agreed a little too quickly, so he added, "Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"

"No trouble at all. Poor baby, he's getting an electric shock. Wait for me, I'm coming right now."

It took Mu Wangbei a while after the call ended before he realized that Fang Youxi was calling him "baby" because she had said last time that he was her "power bank." However, being called "baby" by his girlfriend felt quite strange.

The meticulous prosecutor Mu didn't forget to break all the cold medicine out of the drawer and flush it down the toilet, along with the medicine box, to destroy the evidence.

Fang Youxi hailed a car and, while in the car, used her phone to search for some light meals. She chose a quality restaurant and ordered porridge and some side dishes. Calculating the time, she should arrive around the same time as Mu Wangbei. At the pharmacy downstairs from Mu Wangbei's house, she also bought fever reducers. Since she didn't know which kind he usually took, she bought three or four kinds.

I rushed to the door and bumped into the delivery guy. We exchanged a few pleasantries. He said the porridge here was really expensive, but there was a reason for it; it did have a good reputation.

Fang Youxi replied with a smile, "Yes, yes, as long as it tastes good."

She wondered if it would be a bit much to order seafood porridge for herself while ordering vegetable porridge for Mu Wangbei.

She carried a meal in her left hand, medicine in her right, and a bag on her wrist containing a computer and documents; it was incredibly heavy.

Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, the door opened, and Mu Wangbei stood in the doorway wrapped in a blanket, his face flushed red.

"How did he get so burned? Oh dear, my poor Mu Jian." Fang Youxi put down what she was holding and touched his forehead; it was burning hot.

I took a temperature and wow, it was 39.4℃.

In a panic, she rushed to get fever reducers, rummaging through the medicine bag for a while before turning to him and asking, "Honey, what kind do you usually take? There are Western medicines, Chinese medicines, and powdered medicines. Which one is best?"

Mu Wangbei leaned over and rested his head on her head, casually picked up a box in front of her with both hands, and then slightly bent down to smell her scent. She had just come in from outside, and her cheeks were cool, while his whole body was burning hot. His closeness inevitably caused a shiver to run down his spine.

Before Fang Youxi could ask him if she should go to the hospital, Mu Wangbei had already kissed her. His lips were a little chapped, as if searching for sweet spring water, and he was hotly sucking on her lips. Fang Youxi felt like she was being burned by this huge furnace.

As soon as their lips parted, Mu Wangbei cupped Fang Youxi's face and kissed her again. He was almost entirely focused on her. Fang Youxi turned around and leaned against the dining table, bearing his weight in a slightly bent-over position.

Just as she was about to run out of breath, Mu Wangbei released her.

"Isn't it a fever?" Fang Youxi took a short breath of fresh air.

Mu Wangbei gently nuzzled her cheek, his gaze intense: "We haven't kissed this week."

"How about we take some fever reducer first?" Fang Youxi's breathing hadn't calmed down yet. This was really terrible. Mu Wangbei was like a male bodhisattva. His whole body was burning hot, and he was seducing her with a flushed face. Now she reasonably suspected that she was about to get aroused herself.

This can't go on; it's bad for both of their conditions.

Fang Youxi gently pushed Mu Wangbei away, went to the water dispenser to get him a glass of warm water, and then took out some pills and handed them to him: "Take your medicine quickly, you already have a high fever, don't damage your brain."

Not wanting to cause any more trouble, Mu Wangbei obediently took the fever reducer. He was already sweating slightly, and his head didn't hurt as much anymore. He felt much better.

Fang Youxi took out the porridge, vegetables, and snacks she had bought from the kitchen, then found plates and bowls to pack them up. She put the items that weren't hot enough in the microwave for a minute, and placed them on the dining table, steaming hot.

Even though it's takeout, you can use plates and bowls from home to pretend you made it yourself, and it gives you a great sense of accomplishment.

When Mu Wangbei came out of the bathroom and saw this scene, he felt that Fang Youxi looked just like a wife cooking for her husband, and his heart was filled with warmth.

It was already past nine o'clock when the two of them finally had dinner. Fortunately, they had porridge, which was easy to digest.

Mu Wangbei noticed that Fang Youxi's bowl contained seafood porridge and leaned over, saying, "Feed me a bite."

"You can't eat this if you have a cold, right?"

Mu Wangbei laughed: "It's okay, I'll just have a taste." He was actually a bit of a germaphobe, but today he inexplicably wanted to try hers.

This cold came on fiercely, but he felt it was worth it.

This made Mu Wangbei feel that Fang Youxi cared about him a lot. As soon as she finished her work, she rushed over to buy him medicine and cook for him. Although it was takeout, she put a lot of thought into the presentation. He was very happy and touched.

It was past ten o'clock when the two finished eating. Fang Youxi went to the bathroom to rinse her mouth and then touched Mu Wangbei's forehead. It wasn't so hot anymore, so the fever should have subsided. Sure enough, when she took his temperature, it was 37°C, and the temperature had dropped.

"Are you alright by yourself tonight? If your temperature rises again, take another dose of fever reducer."

Mu Wangbei shook his head: "Your temperature might fluctuate. Can you stay tonight?"

"I didn't bring any clothes?"

"I have it here. I bought your size and it's in my closet."

Fang Youxi raised an eyebrow and smiled, "When did you buy it?"

"When I changed your underwear last time, I also picked out some for you, as well as coats, skirts, and pajamas."

He changes his closet clothing every quarter and adds some new items. They are all from the same brands, understated so that you can't see the logo. Although the styles are relatively simple, the quality is excellent.

Fang Youxi was utterly speechless; this preparation was far too thorough.

She laughed and said, "Prosecutor Mu, you're not being honest, are you? What are you up to?"

Mu Wangbei bluntly stated, "I was after you. I'm sick today, can you keep me company?"

This direct approach caught everyone off guard. Fang Youxi was still hesitating when Mu Wangbei leaned closer again: "Why don't you stay here tomorrow instead of going back tonight? You're always busy on Saturdays, can you leave this Saturday for me?"

As if guided by some unseen force, Fang Youxi nodded.

I'll have to ask Tang Sanzang for leave later. What reason should I make up? Saying I'm working overtime probably won't be appropriate; it'll be too obvious.