Quick Transmigration: Hehe, the gluttonous girl is here!

"Baby, this kid is pushing his luck."

Jiang Li turned her head to the side and pushed him away.

"Stop acting cute, go to sleep. You're sick, so don't get so close, it's contagious."

Zhou Chiye lowered his eyelids in grievance, his long eyelashes casting a shadow of grievance beneath his eyes.

"Then get some rest, sister. I won't infect you."

His voice was low, like a large dog being kicked out by its owner, as he entered the guest room, looking back every few steps.

The door closed, and the obedient and pitiful look on Zhou Chiye's face vanished completely.

He walked to the bedside, sat down, and touched his forehead.

The body temperature remained frighteningly normal.

At this rate, there's no way I can fool my sister into taking care of me.

Zhou Chiye took out his phone and his slender fingers tapped rapidly on the screen.

Enter the following in the search box: 【How to quickly induce a fever if you have excellent physical fitness?】

The page displayed all sorts of random and nonsensical answers.

The method with the most likes comes into view.

Since I can't have a fever, I might as well pretend to be sick.

Zhou Chiye looked at the method and narrowed his eyes in the darkness.

It's 11 p.m.

Only a dim night light was left on in the guest room.

Zhou Chiye lay flat on the bed, his long legs almost touching the foot of the bed.

His broad chest heaved violently.

He can't sleep.

Whenever I close my eyes, all I can see in my mind is Jiang Li.

The way she looked away and shyly at his abs, and the irresistibly soft touch of her palm on his forehead.

In the past two days, in order to better "understand" the adult world, he secretly consulted a lot of information.

The knowledge that originally existed in theory was now being vividly and concretely applied to Jiang Li.

A young and vigorous body simply cannot withstand such provocation.

Blood surged through the veins, clamoring to break free of the cage of reason.

A burning sensation, typical of young men, rises from every part of their body.

Zhou Chiye raised his arm and touched his forehead with the back of his hand.

The temperature was incredibly hot.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't a fever.

It's just that my brain is full of junk, which causes my body temperature to rise.

This is what they call, "Heaven helps him."

Zhou Chiye threw back the covers, not even putting on slippers.

Barefoot on the wooden floor, he strode to Jiang Li's door.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Sister, are you asleep?"

Zhou Chiye's voice was low, hoarse, and dry, with a strong nasal tone, making him sound extremely pitiful.

There was a rustling sound coming from inside the door, and soon the doorknob was pressed down.

Jiang Li was just getting ready for bed, her hair loose over her shoulders.

The neckline of her pajamas was slightly askew, revealing a small patch of her fair collarbone.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you asleep so late?"

Before she could finish speaking, a tall figure loomed over her from outside the door.

Zhou Chiye leaned most of his weight on Jiang Li, his two strong arms tightly encircling her soft and slender waist.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck, his burning forehead pressed tightly against her delicate skin.

The man's hot breath sprayed onto the side of her neck.

"Sister, I feel so bad, my head is spinning."

Jiang Li was knocked back half a step by the sudden movement.

With his back against the door frame, he was almost unable to stand due to the huge difference in size.

The dual sensory enhancement was activated the moment the two embraced.

Even through her thin pajamas, Zhou Chiye could clearly feel the softness of her waist, like a warm and sweet milk pudding.

He felt so comfortable that his Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

Jiang Li also gasped in shock from the heat.

His body temperature was alarmingly high, even through the thin fabric.

The explosive, muscular sensation was magnified, making her heart tingle.

[Sir! This wolf cub really has a fever; he's burning up like a giant furnace!]

"Baby, he tried for ages to get a fever but it wouldn't ignite, and now it's suddenly ignited?"

I suspect this kid was thinking about something he shouldn't have, and he's gotten a fever from it.

【…What does that mean?】

[It means exactly what it says: a nineteen-year-old male. Think about it carefully.]

Jiang Li bit her bright red lips, screaming inwardly, but outwardly feigning extreme anxiety.

"Ono, why is your forehead so hot!"

"No, we have to get to the hospital right away."

She reached out and pushed his shoulder, trying to straighten him up.

Zhou Chiye not only didn't loosen his grip, but instead tightened his arms even more.

The conspicuous beauty mark brushed against her collarbone, and her voice sounded aggrieved, as if she was about to cry.

"I don't want to go to the hospital, sister, please don't send me away."

It's still pouring rain outside, and I don't want to go anywhere. I want my sister to take care of me.

The boy was too heavy.

Jiang Li couldn't move this mountain at all, so she could only resignedly wrap her arms around his strong, narrow waist.

"It's okay if you don't go to the hospital, then relax first."

I'll help you back to your room and lie down, and I'll get you some fever-reducing medicine.

Zhou Chiye finally managed to raise his head. His dark eyes were exceptionally bright due to the heat, with a captivating red tinge at the corners.

Following Jiang Li's lead, he leaned most of his body on her as the two stumbled towards the guest room.

Jiang Li broke out in a thin layer of sweat after walking just a few steps.

With each step he took, he would rub against her twice, his burning breath enveloping her completely.

After finally managing to get Zhou Chiye onto the bed in the guest room, Jiang Li was about to sit up when a large hand gripped her wrist tightly.

That hand was long and strong, with fingertips that felt scorching hot.

"Sister, don't go."

Jiang Li was forced to bend down and patiently coax him:

"I'm not leaving. I'll go get some fever reducers and then I'll get you a damp towel to apply to your fever."

Zhou Chiye stared intently at her full, slightly upturned lips.

Under the pretext of "burning something mushy," he used his strength without any restraint.

With a little force, Jiang Li uncontrollably slumped to the edge of the bed.

"I don't want medicine."

He murmured to himself, took one of Jiang Li's hands, and pressed his cheek against her soft palm.

His slightly parted lips brushed against her fingertips and palm, intentionally or unintentionally.

That area of ​​skin is one of the most sensitive parts of the human body, and it also amplifies the senses.

That tiny bit of moisture and warmth was magnified into millions of ants crawling on Jiang Li's heart.

A tingling sensation shot straight to the top of my head.

Jiang Li's breathing became erratic. She tried to pull her hand back, but the boy held on tightly.

His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were very long.

Its nose was still rubbing against her wrist, like a wolf cub desperately seeking comfort.

Jiang Li knew that the boy was sober; after all, his eyes were dark and deep, and the predatory desire hidden in them was almost overflowing.

But how could the greedy girl bear to expose such a wonderful thing? However, she still had to maintain appearances.

Jiang Li put on a stern face, pinched his high nose bridge with her other hand, and spoke with a hint of warning.

"Ono, if you're sick, behave yourself and don't move around, or I won't talk to you anymore."

Zhou Chiye was overjoyed to hear these completely intimidating words.

My sister wasn't really angry.

She didn't even push him away forcefully.

This shows that his sister doesn't mind his closeness.

This realization caused Zhou Chiye to completely abandon all restraint.

Taking advantage of his feverish delirium, he collapsed onto Jiang Li's lap.

His strong arms encircled her slender waist, and his high, straight nose buried itself in her flat, soft abdomen.

The sweet aroma of pear blossoms filled the air.

"Sister, I'm cold. Let me hug you, just for a little while, okay?"

He acted coquettishly, and his head even rubbed against her waist.