"Help me sit up, my body is almost sore from lying down too much," Qiao Xiguan said.
Gu Zichen gently picked her up, then propped some pillows behind her, helping her sit up.
"Feel my forehead, am I still feverish?" Qiao Xiguan asked.
"It's gone," Gu Zichen answered.
"Oh," Qiao Xiguan looked at him.
Gu Zichen was so cold.
Gu Zichen really was so cold.
"Are you hungry?" Gu Zichen asked.
"A little bit," she replied.
"I'll go downstairs and get you something to eat."
"Gu Zichen," Qiao Xiguan called out to him as he turned to leave.
"Hmm?" Gu Zichen looked at her.
"What if I say, I might actually be pregnant..."
"Qiao Xiguan," Gu Zichen interrupted her abruptly, "I only want a definite answer."
Qiao Xiguan looked at him, feeling somewhat disheartened.
"Don't think too much," Gu Zichen dropped the words and left the room.
Qiao Xiguan watched the door close, feeling a slight disappointment in her heart.
